Tess Rockenstire

There’s moment of sorrow
Clouding the day ahead,
Turning upside down –
The ecstasy behind –
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Like a “glass menagerie, ”
True self reveals when open and broken.
Two hearts inlove unmasked
bound to be discovered,
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Father let me hear your

Voice when doubts overshadow me.
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Mother Teresa I heard all your stories
I can only remember your veil and fragile skin.
Pulled and mired by this insecure world
As I watched you on my TV’s screen.
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No pain nor sorrow is the place will I be.
Far in the galaxy, pure beauty surrounds me
Angelic face of peace here I beheld
Voiceless voice in me hears thunder
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Sweetheart how I long to hold you tight,
In this magnificent night.
I think of us, and our playful pillow fight.
Let’s send our sweet kisses tonight
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Rising sun in the east,
Warming my silken face,
As I let the sunrays in to my morning quest.
This cathedral of hope churning my inner self.
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Once on a wintry day,
Down in yonder land.
In snow boots, winter coats and mitten
As everyone walked robotic.
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This is a day to remember,
A joyful day in winter,
As I walked in the fallen snow,
Upon the hills I go.
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You are my canopy
In this whirlwind – tide;
You bring inspiration
Like a dropped of a morning dew.
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Why this love keeps on walking in my door
When I close it, it keeps knocking more,
I try to hide under a weeping tree,
He's there staring at me.
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Adult in a sandwich generation.
Relentless responsibility,
Child growing,
Parents aging.
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In my dream you and I laughing
You open the door to my imagination
Like a nymph, dressed in white satin.
Coyly I combed my black silky hair,
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Mesmerized by the possibility of love,
Bed of roses our escapades;
Only to discover it was love in vain.
Groping the bed, empty as a nest,
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It’s spring! need a cleaning,
The gutter of my cobweb mind.
Dusty old window, crooners egg lit dust mite,
Is playing havoc in the corner of my room.
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Today is spring and sunny weather.
My soul and spirit is up,
Let’s celebrate it.
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Cradle me with your arm
Under the tree of love
Tell me this will last.
Wipe the tears of my eyes
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Silence must be heard
Orator is standing up on stage
To share his ode of love
Of poetry –
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I am tired
And mired.
Affliction is going wild,
Affection;
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I have a dream…
A dream of resurrection
A nation divided
Will unite the south
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