Julie Schleppegrell Poems
|1.||Asad's Split Life||1/27/2012|
|2.||Sometimes Always Crazy||12/29/2012|
|4.||Whiskey Tango Foxtrot||1/21/2013|
|6.||A Brothers Cry||12/24/2011|
|10.||For Girls And Women||4/6/2012|
|12.||Silent Soldier (June 2009)||12/24/2011|
|13.||Where Is The Pavilion?||3/25/2013|
|14.||Language Of The Heart||3/15/2012|
|16.||The Failed Suicide Attempt||6/6/2013|
|17.||Hello, My Name Is Julie And Welcome To The Nuthouse!||6/3/2013|
Comments about Julie Schleppegrell
Hello, My Name Is Julie And Welcome To The Nuthouse!
Eyes of green,
the day you shook my hand.
The look was serene,
with a touch of a prince from my dreamland.
Rational indifference was clinging on,
but the feeling for me easily shook away.
For in my heart I have known you all along,
in a place you waited for me every day.
'Hello, I am your wife,
here with the minister to bond this matter of fact.
You have known me your whole life,
but I see you don't want to react.
I am not the other ones,
I am me.
I am not another re-run,
I am who you see.
Your fear can't be shook,
A Brothers Cry
I am here for you brother,
Holding the pain of our sister and Mother.
The rain on the canvas washed away color,
with proof of the fiction masked by another.
I wish God would tell me;
the words to secrete.
I dream of this order for him to see,
and demand trumpets of my whispered decree!