Rah Times

I should not be angry with you. For turning away from me, but I am. If it were not for you, your expression When I first revealed myself, I would have been terribly despondent. Your words reassured me, that I am. I remembered looking down in a stream As I saw the halo that surrounded me, I said in my ignorance, look I have a halo. For I took my being for granted. Really did not realize that I was different. Not until I took a long look at myself. I looked backward, then forward. Tried to speak to him about all these things. Instead of acknowledging and clarifying. He was viciously angry and mean. It saddened me as the venom poured out of him. Could not handle the realization that he never cared. That he was capable of loving none other than him self. How could this be, but look at me, what I have become. Unusual, but not the new normal.   For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.

I wanted only the ordinary. Not the glamour or the notoriety. To sit with those who would have loved. Considered me a gift given from above. Recognized that I sincerely was. Yet, there were those who did. It is those that I genuinely miss, long for. As I am now using my precious son, To deny those who has not done for me. It is precisely because the life I longed for Will be far removed from me, my people. My fantasy to sit with the poorest of them. Not to make a name for myself but because of The rejection of them, that I certainly did love. For I love those that are capable of loving. Not those who can purchase love, and do pay. For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.

If mankind remains oblivious. To his significance, or mine Then he will remain as he currently is. As he is, he is our son, as I am his wife. As a mortal, he will not be his seed. As I am his wife, but not known to be. Not after the way, He responded. He chose to spend his days with another. To cast me out, so now as the child's mother I am refusing him the privilege of being father. It is not for the love of me, but for him self. He does not love, but wants him as his heir. No matter my circumstance, All he has truly given me is empty worthless promises. I am as valueless to him, as his words are to me. My work, my life, my other children, worthless. Did he seriously have to described his queen as desolate? How could that be, if heaven was supporting me, that's wrong! Made him self known, now he can sit on his throne all alone. As he has left me without, caused me to be broken. So can he for the rest of eternity be. I do not want to forget. He is ...

I had a need. To put a little sunshine in my life. I wanted to touch. Make a difference, to a precious life. Then I met my Amber light. She shined as she squealed. She was such a delight With the energy, she brought Into all of our life. My Amber shined then faded. Disappeared from my life. Taken robed and tossed aside. Her light dimmed too early. My precious Amber light Never knew the joy, of attaining. Or to cherish her, own life. As she lost the fight, I will miss my Amber light. Amber light, Amber light. She was a beautiful stolen child. Wish, she knew her value, Accepted that she was a delight. Perhaps then I would still have My Amber shining ultra bright.

Sing angel, sing! Your life Your words Your love, Clarifies Touches, Changes everything. Sing angel, sing! Your music, Your passion, Your voice, Transforms Delivers, A peaceful message. Consider! Delight in. The melody, The songs The angel sings. So sing angel, sing. You will transform, Awaken, uplift many With your positive message. Sing Angel, sing For we long to hear you. For all of heaven rejoices with you. So just sing. For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.

I stood in one place While anticipating Being in another. I out stretched my hands Not to take from you, But to hand over the best Gift as a wife and mother. Was it your fear, my apprehension, That caused us to be fixated? Or is it simply your disbelief? It made me wondered, which of us Lacked understanding. Was it, I? Or were you and I profoundly mistaken? For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.

Is it, you? Why? Why would I do this? This is not loving! It is the opposite! Look what you have done! You brought disgrace on me. On my home, my children. How could your promise of peace Compensate for any of this? I feel that your point is to prove That neither did he loved or wanted To care for me, regardless of my being. Is this still about wanting to Father him? Thought his person was specific to him. Yet, I know you have a hand in all of this. You know me better than all, how I respond. That if I turn away, he will also be condemn. Your harshness, indifference to me, my child I will never comprehend, nor can I forget. For more of Ruth's poetry purchase, Fantasy/Controversy or My Reality.