Sally DeSmet Trueblood
Biography of Sally DeSmet Trueblood
I was born in Nashville, the daughter of a military man which afforded me to move around a lot. I have always enjoyed writing, and have dabbled in it through work in editing and such things.
I mainly enjoy writing for pleasure, expression, or as a way to relieve the stresses of life. Now that my children are raised, I would like to carve out more time to pursue my writing. I'm on this odd journey to try to find this little spot for me to sit and do what I enjoy. Life keeps getting in the way, and I'm trying to find a way to merge these colliding forces.
For now, I suppose I am grateful to say that at least I am on that journey......
Sally DeSmet Trueblood Poems
I cannot find this once-beautiful girl through her heroin eyes, Her eyes are drawn to the dancing poison, The streams of light are growing dim as evil shadows cast, To shroud the glow of heaven.
Your world at six was a carousel of pure gold. Smitten with grassy parks, make-believe toys, and puppies to hold. Life at six was a circus of days seized with unbridled glee,
The Last Leaf To Fall
When the last leaf has tiptoed down from the security of its shapely branch, lightly spinning without destiny, to the company of the early leaves that passed before, it takes its place on the cold dark ground. Who among us knows that it clung tighter, stayed longer,
My Mom was like a perfect rose at springtime, Pure and beautiful, and the petals perfectly formed, And it's fragrance sweet and pleasing to the senses. For the rose, as my mom, came into this world as a thing of beauty.
A Home Invaded
Sounds erupt in the distance, disturbing the quiet in my mind and infiltrating tranquility. Building blocks to chaos.
Your world at six was a carousel of pure gold.
Smitten with grassy parks, make-believe toys, and puppies to hold.
Life at six was a circus of days seized with unbridled glee,
And nights held off by the command of a child's mind carefree.
Your world at ten was a merry-go-round of leisure and books.
The ups and downs of lofty dreams and trips you took.