JUST

IMAGINE

THE

WORLD

IF

WE

ALL

LOVE

EACH

OTHER !!

i have become
an I phone 3
in an I phone 7
world

I might be outdated
slow
not as shiny
and scratched

I might be out
of date
archaic
not waterproof

for sure
but as long as you
are around to
charge my batteries

I can still
call 911

The fiery wind burns our skin
this simmering summer noon
but our resolve is not paper thin.

the river is all ours
I tell her
and she whispers love notes.

When we retreat under the banyan
she scans the grey for clouds
and I her eyes for a mystic hint.

how lovely it would be
if it rains now
she says.

it would
I swear by the river.

We walk away
dreaming good crop
swaying in the river wind.

So much is written
in between the pages of that book
If you're judging me by what is written,   you need to take another look

You don't know that I'm a mother
I've worked hard all my life
I raised little a family
I was my husband's wife

We had a little girl
who couldn't breathe right on her own
I wasn't even with her
I could not take her home
I had a little boy who now is six foot eight
I love my children dearly don't tell me it's too late

I  tried to be the daughter
My Father wished I'd be
I have the greatest people
who make up my family

Alone I carry burdens
not written anywhere
so don't you whisper I'm a coward
don't you EVER even dare

Like my daughters fight
to earn a spot here on this earth
what you're reading on those pages
shows nothing of my worth

I will not allow you
to trample
on my name
was given by my father
who'd put your *** to shame

I love my little family
dysfunctional and all
Your hurtful foolish words
well they really take some Gaul
I am quite intelligent
I'm sure you know it's true
I put you in your place
and now you know just who

I am.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

Nurturing & warm
caressing your skin,
I said not a jinn,
or concerned about Sin,
******* your heart,
just let me in,
as lips press your neck,
calming down spirits,
comforting in fridgid nights
baby feels so,
... very right,
elder, yarrow & peppermint
aromatic & pleasantly sharp,
like a sweet sounding harp,
I put a spell,
there in the smell,
emmmm,
so appetizing..
slightly sweet,
& spicy, nice,
surprising treat,
hot lips are ready,
for you purse
my Gypsy love,
for you,
I'm lifting curse,
& healing remedies
massaging shoulders
heated flesh
don't worry everything's
going to be alright, tonight,
I seem to say
& stay, breathless...
find my sun has gone away,
as I await your arrival
or an invitation on some other day,
until then,
I steep a cup,
preparing again,
for the cold.

Cherie Nolan© 2016

I am one who sought Greenleaf where
now asleep in pumpkin spice lore
that strength in mettle sheep won

as despair in attire aflame
a nobility in crosshairs ware
allure tote freedom today

if love grips sensuality bare
as the sun shades too
I aspire to humanity acquire
that peace in the valley restore

when is love quickly abet
that barter alone my soul
and far shall wonder with obsession
a sojourn apostrophe for another tomorrow
my ginger butte fane
and paradise forever.

I wish
In the boundless ocean
Of the world
There was no mention
Of tempests
Or revolutions