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Gaslit
I point out my pain
No sorries for being wrong
It is all my fault
Downcast for rocking the boat
And increasing your worries
My bad attitude
Put me on the back burner
Waiting for your time
But you rarely say the words
That are written on greetings
Love makes my heart leap
But your actions seal the deal
They keep me in place
Holding on for all I’m worth
To the one I love the most
You know I will wait
For you are a part of me
Yet pieces of you
Have become unfamiliar
And I know not why or how
When I want you near
I wander inside a maze
Filled with confusion
Trying so hard to find you
Crying for you to return
©️Kay Salady
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A Tree of Green and Gold
I spoke of love and I spoke of life
The day I dreamt to be your wife
Oh I recall the glittering dreams
Your sunlight brought my way
Beneath a tree of green and gold
You lifted up a hand to hold
Your tender heart for all the days
The winds blew love my way
The fragrance of my reverie
Comes on a breeze to remind me
Of all I lost and what I’d found
The day you came my way
I drown inside the memory
Of what I thought my life would be
I wait beside the dreaming tree
To ask for one more day
©️Kay Salady
Careless
“Death and life are in the power of the tongue and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof.” ~Proverbs
I lost my mind today while the Saints shook their heads
I could feel their disapproval yet I purged my soul and bled
All these years of trying turned to rust upon my tongue
Its cold metallic taste dripped anger ’round the room
In an instant all the love that I had gained turned away
Leaving me a stranger devoid of words to say
Laid bare before myself face down before his throne
Ashamed of what I am and so ready to go home
I stabbed the one I love the most right in the heart today
Rather than being kind I had such ugly things to say
Why do we hurt those close to us such undeserving fools
We brush away like cookie crumbs the love of trusting souls
Then wonder why we sit and cry feeling we went unheard
With so much power inside a tongue so careless with its words
©Kay Salady
The Sorrow in Our Parting
Her hour is drawing near. The hour that will come here to stop our time. I cling to her like a piece of succulent fruit, inhaling all the fragrance I can savor. As I watch her stare down death, a degradation fills the air. That familiar shroud of darkness that takes away one’s breath has stolen every word I came to offer. I would not add an ounce of pain but I am certain she, too, bears this painful silence. I falter to find words, but where are words to curb the sorrow in our parting? In this moment, my head reels. All I can feel are the moments I have missed and wonder why did I resist to hear her call. For she is worth it all–much more than I have shown. I have touched a soul, a soul that’s warm and beautiful in a realm that is so bright where colors flash within the sight of the Beloved.
©Kay Salady
Carol Hiltner, you are always in our hearts.
Arthur
Arthur came to visit with throwing stars and flames. Filling up the vacancies where memories had been of every single injury I ever had incurred. He came to reacquaint me with each circumstance then burned his name upon each tendon, each joint and tiny bone. Informing me so sweetly that I’d never be alone. And as I sit beside myself with Arthur still in tow, I wish that he would just decide to take his shit and go.
©Kay Salady
A Love Song that We Knew
I just heard a serenade
a love song that we knew
And oh my god it wounded me
my heart was torn in two
I know that if you listened
to that same melody
it would take you back
to a place so real
like it just did with me
I hope you never hear it
because I want you to forget
everything I struggle to
Please don’t say you haven’t yet
It’s so painful to remember
that special yesterday
when the love that you still carry
is miles and miles away
and you can’t feel the beating
of that lover’s heart
beneath the beating of your own
and you feel so torn apart
But if by chance you hear it
I hope she’s there with you
and that you’re not alone like me
with no one to cling to
Oh god whoever wrote that song
just crushed this woman’s heart
in the center of their hand
with their unwitting art
by painting such a picture
a scene from my own play
How could they know my private life
in every single way
I’m sorry that I’ve told you
But who else could I tell
I knew that you would understand
because you know me oh so well
©Kay Salady
Patience
Virtuous patience
Necessity sparked your flame
I’d much rather persevere
Than play this waiting game
For while your candle burns
My hours at both ends
There are so many moments
That I will never comprehend
To the fullest of extent
With my mind aflutter
The back of which is clogged
With your constant clutter
Filling up my days
Consuming me at night
With the apprehension
Of stifling my fright
If patience were a virtue
Then why pray tell do we
Allow it to control
Our lives incessantly
Losing moments we could share
And the time that we could give
With the breath that we still hold
Waiting just to live
©Kay Salady
Remnants
I placed my thought inside your head and made you a devout believer. You picked the apple from my tree and took a real big bite. Damn, I am so in love with you and such a sinner. I served you pain on a silver tray and offered fruit that would never quench your thirst. Once appearing luscious, now blackened from years of wanting. No wonder it is so forbidden! These pages of my life have yellowed in your wind and I cower in the corners of my mind searching for remnants of our beauty. And, still, I find that love remains. That will not change. Our love remains.
©Kay Salady
Sedona Selah
Rhymesalady, the Magpie sings
From lofty heights
Awaiting the spring
Of every wild imagining
Beyond the farthest wood
She dreams of desert dusts that stir
Inside the whirlwinds far from her
And magic mountain mysteries
Of vortex red that third eyes see
Where eagles soar so high above
Dispersing feathers bleeding love
To etch the ancient whispered words
Sent on wings of sacred birds
That circle ’round those skies of blue
Where the sun has burned the truth
The searing sun has burned the truth
©Kay Salady
Unto My Path
When all hope was lost
I saw you in the darkness
Reaching out for me
To muster up the courage
To rely on words in red
©Kay Salady
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