Vonda Overlie (Havre)
Biography of Vonda Overlie
Vonda Overlie Poems
Oh bodacious booty for years I have detsested thee. The object of ridicule in those puberic years. I have hidden you and starved you in hope you would disappear.
My body yearns for you, craving your hungry touch. Igniting a fire within me I never wanted you so much. My passion continues to bulid, You take me to the very top
Listen To Your Heart
My heart prepared me for this day It somehow knew.
The shoemakers daughter has no shoes. Lost The breadmakers daughter has no bread. Lost
I pledge allegiance to my abuser, with incredible terror he reigns. Holding me captive by hearts emotions, not responsible for my pain. Beat me, cheat me, utterly defeat me, I will worship at your feet.
Yielding to the ghosts of the past that haunt me, My mind is filled with schemes, Words that should have been said.
Wild, uninhibited free to be me. Not wanting to conform to the image of a 'Mom' I am a woman. Desire burns in me.
You wait around every corner, looking for a point to strike. Hoping I have my guard down and my life is filled with strife. You never soften your punches, It hurts more and more each blow.At times my heart feels so heavy, and the blood is hard to flow.
Clear mind, clear thoughts? How does one lose their mind? Think on these.. truth, honesty, purity, lovliness, good reports, if there is virute and things deemed worthy of praise... think on these!
A Friend In Need
Alone. Noone to talk to. Alone. Noone to confide in. All have betrayed.
Hearing your voice today brought me back. Laughing, feeling a connection. Family. Hearing your voice made me feel a part, a knowing, I belong to a Family. We laughed about our past, planned happy thoughts for our future.
I Could Draw You!
I examine you.. I have captured beautiful pictures of you in my mind's eye Your broad shoulders draw me down to your lean waist, a man of strength Your textured, manly arms hold me, I feel safe I notice yours hands, your fingers, down to the nail beds, even those are memorable
What Dreams Are Made Of
Swimming In The Darkness
You are lost in your mind seemingly no way out, glorifying the darkness. Screaming you are free cause you've reached the shore only to dive back in and beg for more.
Who said this would be easy?
As I follow this thing called life,
Around each bend, more and more pain.
The storm never ends.
Where are the rainbows?