It's you again

It’s you again…
©2010 Mary Cunningham

Oh shit
It’s you again
Here to attempt to screw up my plan
You sit on my shoulder
As I move the boulders
Telling me you can’t, there’s no way
If you do, there will be hell to pay
The weight of you causes tension and strain
The only way to get to you is to
Move past the pain
I flick you off a part of me and you jump to another
Laughing in that heinous tone
I’d fail if you had your druthers
But this time it’s different with you and I
Because now I acknowledge you and stop to say hi
I don’t regret that you are here
I know longer make you wrong
For if you weren’t here to push me
I might know how to be strong

You are...

You are…
©2010

The sun ray through the clouds
On a dark, dismal day
My candle that burns bright
When I get scared from bumps in the night
The sweet that takes away my sours
The clock turning minutes to hours
The lighthouse that shines through a wild storm
My electric blanket when I need to be warm
My peace and calm when things get too wild
My cradle of security that holds me like a child
My comic relief when I’m feeling grief
My coach to push me
My mentor to teach me
My best friend to be there at any cost
My compass to help me should I ever get lost
My hero that protects me
The one that gets me
The one to kiss away my tears
A knight to help me conquer my fears
My one
My only
My everything
That is you!

Letter

Letter
©Mary Cunningham
2010

I wrote a letter to God today
He lovingly asked
My child, “what does your heart say?"

I responded with a one page list
Of what I’ve been longing for
Of what it was I’ve missed

There were wishes of physical traits
And some manly attributes
But it was so much more than just
Looking for “the cutes”

Someone with a warm heart
And such a tender soul
“Don’t stop now child”, God smiled
“You’re on a roll”

He needs to love himself first
Filled with gratitude and love
‘Till it overflows out of his heart
And into that of others
Especially the one who fits him so perfectly
Just like a glove

Now my letter’s been answered
My prayers have come true
For it is because, my sweetheart
God brought me to you.

Fame

Fame
©2008 Mary Cunningham

What would you do
For your 15 minutes of fame

Would you call your family out
Call your friends names?

Would you sell your soul
Lose all control
Take a beating
Claim “I wasn’t cheating”

What would you do
To get your face in the news
Would you make up a story
Or change your views?

Tabloids aren’t for me
It’s plain to see
I’ve found my inner soul
And have set myself free

I might not ever be famous
Or will the city give me its key
I’ve made my peace with myself
I choose to just be.

Dump the Trash

©2008
Mary Cunningham

For a moment today
I slowed down
Dumped the trash from my mind
Took a look around

Billowy clouds meet and blend in color
White to grey both dark and bright
Dancing to the ways of the whispering wind
Flowing effortlessly from day to night

As my gaze shifts down
Toward the winter tree
I notice the drops of water
On its delicate branches for all to see

Drops that were left from the earlier storm
Lightning then thunder
Cold mixed with warm

Up on floor three
My eyes move to the ground
While noise of chattering and gossip
Is all around

I notice other souls moving about
Talking about this and that and
Who, what and why
Can I help them empty their trash
Do I even try

My wish is for all to experience
Living in the now
Forget about what’s next
Or even the how

Our world is becoming smaller and the time has come
For us to live in this moment
For none are ordinary and all are golden
Let go of past and future
Release from that
Which you’ve been holding

After the Storm

After the Storm
©2008
Written by: Mary Cunningham

The light shines through
From where I’ve been hiding
Storm is over
New life waiting

Hands reach down
To lift me back up
All I had to do was ask
And they came running

They run from behind the shadows
Of my garden
That is deep inside
Dancing, singing, laughing
Boys, girls, men and women
Where all goodness and faith reside

Some animals too
Wolf, Butterfly, Lion, Spider
All lining up to meet
The one who guides her

Sitting on a patch of new grass
Looking down on the flowers
That bloom beautiful now from
That well

Look and see all who have come for me
To guide me through the shadows
Once shackled, now free

End of the path
Shadows blend into light
Goddess with arms wide open
Waiting for me

For I am the goddess
And she is me
The One who will guide me,
Protect me, nurture me and love me

From this beauty I no longer hide
And when it comes to finding answers
I go inside

Storm

Storm
©2008
Written by: Mary Cunningham

Turbulent water
Blackened skies
Storm watch brewing
Deep inside

Gotta stay busy
Keep up the pace
There is no need to feel
Feelings I face

Tornado turning
Hurricane coming
When will I realize
It’s from me
I’m running

No longer can I hide
From the committee inside
The judge and jury
Point and sneer
At my shame and worry
And always fear

Gotta stay busy
Keep up the pace
There is no need to feel
Feelings I face

The storm has found me
Scared and weak
Do I face it and fight
Or give up in defeat…..

Thank You

Thank you

©Mary Cunningham
2010

Thank you for all the broken promises
And shattered hearts
Thank you for all that started
And then suddenly stopped
Thank you for charming me
Right out of my socks
Thank you for not giving me
The keys to your locks
Thank you for showing me
Who you really are
Thank you for not standing with me
When I wished on that star
Thank you for denying the love I had for you
For if it wasn’t for all this
I would have never found
This love that’s so true

Saying Goodbye

Friends from the start
Conversations, laughs and introspective shared
Was I fooling myself
In thinking that you cared

Relationship builds
Turns to rubble and dust
The bubble burst
Under the shine
A deep layer of rust

Now there’s nothin left to do
But watch you slowly walk away
Forms blend into shadows
Fallin on my hands and knees to pray
Baby it’s one of the hardest things I’ve done
God get me through this day