Adalie Hettie Poems
|2.||For Never Being Real||3/29/2010|
|3.||Apple And A Tree||3/30/2010|
|4.||Come And Go||3/30/2010|
|6.||Spirit Of Fear||3/30/2010|
|10.||I Will Feel||3/31/2010|
|14.||Spirit, Let Go Of Me||4/15/2010|
|15.||Spring To Grassy Things||4/19/2010|
|23.||By His Hand||3/30/2010|
|24.||To Thine Own Self Be True?||3/31/2010|
|25.||The Hate That I Hate||3/30/2010|
The Hate That I Hate
I hate the hate that resides in me now
I hate the hate that is so heavy it weighs me down
I hate the hate that keeps my emotions tightly wound
I hate the hate that charges my wall
I hate the hate that lies to strengthen my fall
I hate the hate that has me in chains
I hate the hate that courses through my veins
I hate the hate that is a shadow at my side
I hate the hate that has stolen my mind
I hate the hate that blinds me from the stars
I hate the hate that has created my war
I hate the hate that has stolen my grace
My scarlet ...
What could I write with a pen in hand?
My mind wants to wander, but my feet have not been.
Can the page be a place to reveal my picture?
A snap shot of thoughts orbiting vivid and clear.
Can my creations strum chords that will penetrate and heal?
Exposing expressions that are no longer smeared.