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Your lips did speak

sublime lies.

Pulling me in

making me believe in castles in the sky,

men in the moon

in love that can be true.

With broken heart

and tears of gold

I fell for the lies you told.

Never once did you deny

you just continued to build

one lie upon another.

Until finally the castles in the sky

fell at our feet

to be built nevermore.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 9/17

 

 

Solace

As I lay in your arms

tears flowing down my cheeks

I realize that all this time

I have been looking for solace.

For someone to hold me near

and support the dreams I have

For someone to help me dance,

treading among the starlight.

Had I not met you, I would still be in the dark

had I not met you, I would have lost a piece of myself.

Had I not met you, I would still be dreamless

had I not met you, I would never have realized

The secret parts that I hid.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 9/17

 

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You Swore! You Promised!

Spittle covers my dejected face

as I fall to my knees.

Tattered rags and dirt covered feet

attest to how far I have come.

I watch the disdain play a game

trying to hide and yet failing.

I watch those of your court pity me

but there is nothing I can do.

You swore that you would protect me!

You promised that you would love me!

And yet here I am, abased on the floor.

I hear the clack of heels as you walk away,

I hear the murmur of voices in my head,

in a flash with a blade of steel

I have ended your life.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 6/17

 

 

Exploited

I trusted you at a time when all deferred

holding your hand in a time of terror

as you did loudly proclaim

your sincere innocence.

I followed your lead, pushed them all away

locking myself away in the dark

isolated

weakened

and unsure.

Your words were like whips stinging

your lips stroked with velvet steel

your caresses desirous to me.

I lost myself within your reason

I lost myself within your greed

I lost myself within your desire

for it was how I had to pay.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 5/17

 

Castle in the Sky

I lay upon the grassy knoll

staring at the sky above

creating sandcastles and dreams

from the clouds floating by.

Near my head

a silent vibrating phone

that I chose to ignore.

The pain I feel

the scorching of my soul

no words that you have spoken

will heal this scar.

Tears course down silvered cheeks

tiny lips quivering with fear

when above me it forms.

My Castle in the Sky.

My home away from here.

My Castle in the Sky.

Remember me with kindness.

 

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 5/17

 

Simplicity

When I sit down as the story gathers

the words writing themselves before my fingers

I hear the voices and begin to learn

the beauty of their tales.

There is simplicity when I give myself over

simplicity in the words that I write

For within these songs

within these walls, you will find my soul.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

June 3/17

The Bird who likes to Poo

T has taken an interest in my poetry. While hanging out with Auntie K on Wednesday before his doctor appointment, they created this brilliant piece of work. I however may be a tad biased.

I met a bird named Blue

He took a poo.

And than he flew

And took a poo.

Than Blue knew

He took too many poos.

©T Doerksen

May 29/17