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Rachel's Poetry
I CAN FLY ! Ha ha ha
With a leap I
soar forever with hope
But truly only a second
Before I come crashing down
In a rush against the wind
And all things natural
This collision creates friction internally
My heart feels like a pounding hammer
Against my chest
Continuing on through my head and brain
The holder of food
Resting in my middle
Turns and swirls
Until it has moved into my neck
All is erratic
All is quick slow motion
Torn in two
I believe I could do something
But nothing happens
For there is nothing I can do
But await my fate
Which happens sooner
Than I could ever expect
I collide abruptly
In the meeting of my final destination the ground
The impact is hard
Causing a wave of uncertainty and dizziness
I begin to run
There is no time to waste
I must tell everyone
How I can fly
~ Rachel Wicks
Pure Joy
With
you I will survive
I feel like singing
For I am breathing
I can see .. I am alive
And forever will I be
And someday swirling in the
Midst of infinity
In the depths of my soul
I will become beautiful
Through my imperfections
And in your love whole
~ Rachel Wicks
Where I Belong
In the absence of you
Disappears my joy and my song
A lonely hole forms
That helps me discover
With you I belong
~ Rachel Wicks
You come to me
Like a river
flowing at my feet
Like the reunion with a father
I never could meet
You come to me
You come to me
Like a kind smile never seen before
Like a cool new present
You have always wished for
You come to me
You come to me
Like a soft falling rain
Slowly lifting away my pain
Helping me to see
You come to me
~ Rachel Wicks
ART SHOW
306 S.W.
We dubbed each other the best
Anything else to come
was simply the rest
359
Can't believe you were mine
and the rest was always just numbers
306 Southwest 64th
Oklahoma City
73109
I was feeling fine
When you said I was pretty
You smiled sweet through your sadness
Before I was gone
and the art show went on
210 Brook View
You didn't know what to do
and I just happen to hit on what to say
Besides countless times you've wrote me
on just the perfect day
You smiled sweet through your sadness
Before I was gone
and the Art show went on
Throw me from the dock
on that memorable walk
You listened to me
and the rest is always just talk
You smiled so sweet through your sadness
Before I was gone
and the Art show went on
and the Art show goes on
~ Rachel Wicks
THE TIP OF MY SHOE
I'm so
sick of football
Never ending
I can't stand the wait
I wish you would call me
But you're always too late
The excitement wears off
and everything turns out differently
I know you're just perfect
But what's wrong with me
I'm just gliding along
Just gliding along
Gliding along in the echo of the wind
you'll hear me playing ... a song
I'm too caught up in things concrete
But, I won't be staying long
The world is a lonely place
staring at the tip of my shoe
So I think I'll free my feet
I'm just gliding along
I'm just gliding along
gliding along in the echo of the wind
You'll hear me playing .... my song
Hey grandma, if you only knew
how much I talked about you
Love story, oh don't I wish it was true
No falsies
Just another shoulder pad incident
and the world is a lonely place
staring at the tip of my shoe
So I think I'll free my feet
Been too caught up in things concrete
So the world became a lonely place
Staring at the tip of my shoe
So I freed my feet
What nice little feet God gave me
Thank you
Never ending, never ending
~ Rachel Wicks
Truly
Beautiful
Subconscious
judgments cause us to fall
And to make something out of something
That's truly nothing at all
My lips are too big
My butts to small
We really shouldn't care
About looks at all
Superficialities
Push us further from realities
My life is over
For my nose sticks up
My ears point out
And the thing with breast size
What's that all about
What is all this nonsense
It's no big deal
Others opinions don't matter
It's all in how you feel
Four eyes and freckles
To big or to tall
Stop worrying over appearance
The importance of it is
So very small
Maybe we will take off
Our opaque glasses
And see past our jars of clay
Maybe.. just maybe
On some fine wondrous day
You're beautiful just as
You are
You're beautiful
Truly beautiful
Simply beautiful
~ Rachel Wicks
Flying fast
It's
flying by fast and hard
Duck
I forgot again and let it hit
Why can't I leave you behind
I'm not addicted, I just won't quit
I insist on finding something
Where I say nothing is there
Proving once again
Life on earth makes no sense
and is never just quite fair
So I'll turn to my true resource
Gods one and only prayer,
not much help .. but truly enough
Who simply wants me to figure it out
So I can say beyond a shadow of doubt
What I need and what is true
Though I've always known its you
My subconscious can't stop
from searching out there
~ Rachel Wicks
Her
Blue Nails
Off she sails to chill in the
Village of the whales
A mystery land
A wondrous place
With blue nails
And a smiling face
She faces adventure
Every day
Dancing and laughing
In a fanciful way
Each night the horizon
Is her view
An off shade of lime
Quite a bright hue
But no where near the
Brightness of her
Blue nails
That she wears as
She sails
With a smiling face
Searching for grace
In the village of
The whales
~ Rachel Wicks
Broke down
Place
If I knew things would be this way
I might have done some things
Differently ... and I wonder if I am
Another person, who am I with you
And does she sing
Welcome to my broke down palace
Where crystal chains offer little solace
When fear of freedom
Becomes too much to bear
I feel just like a child as you
Stroke my hair
And I'm waiting for the sun to come up
And I'm waiting for the sun to go down
I'm waiting just to wait
Just one question
When am I living
I could ask the experts
But does anybody know
I could ask the experts
But where do I go
When all the experts decide
To disappear simultaneously
I do know what you mean to me
And I suppose destiny could be even
Nice to me. Still I wonder if I am another
Person, who am I with you
Welcome
to my broke down palace
Where I'm everything you never expected
Me to be ... and where the love lasts longer than
Your attention span ... and it's dark so you
Can't use sight to judge a man
Still it's hard to read between the lines
Sometimes ... and I'm bonded to you
I'm bonded to you ...
~ song by ... Rachel Wicks
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