Original Poet-TrEE
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    pOET-TRee

   Let She Speak

Poetry, goes deep inside a world outside. It reflects the hearts and souls of mankind. When we are in grief, afraid, and when we talk to God and to 
ourselves, we are inside the incomprehensible. 

What comes out at those times is verity, are the echoes of the silence that screams inside the souls of men, women... boys... girls, dogs and cats.

The echo's give validation that we have not lost our sanity, and that we can go on in spite of how lost, how hurt, or how bound we have become!

The voice of the poet reaches the non-poet~ speaking even without sound. It is penetrating the very essence of the soul of unity. It vibes!!!

There is always an audience for the spoken word. The right word, has to be spoken or seen, in the right ear or eyes, by the right voice, at the appointed time!

That's why we keep speaking, and that's why they keep listening.

To find, if only, a momentary, medicinal peace and silence for their souls!

Your voice, rang forth and from it sprung a language from your intellect. Words, never before strung together. And never before heard!

The synergy they've Fathered, is already, now eternal.

How profound subsists THE WORD! I dont care if the eyes of this world ever see my face, as long as their ears, get wind of my voice!

I DON'T JUST LOVE POETRY, IT IS . . . what I am!!!!

 (viviangale 6/28/06)

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I Love the Letters

I love the letters that flow from his heart, from his eyes from his face as he gazes into my eyes...ever so casually, all else disappears.

I look upon the countenance of his face and I am embraced from the letters breathing upon me from the thick midst of his unrequited breathe he doesn't even know he is breathing, for whence our eyes embraced we forgot we possessed such ability...

The words spoken by Tom Cruise, in "Jerry McGuire, "you had me at h-e-l-l-o, held themselves frozen in my mind. Yet my mind doesn't even know it's thinking for it has absconded into the denseness of his presence.

With just one glance I sense he knows he has captivated me, but I'd hate to be so easy....though....I love the letters I see in his eyes, imagine in his t-o-u-c-h...he's playing me pluck, pluck...in a thwarted jazzy bizarre arrangement dissonant to the ears of lookers on, we alone can hear.

I love the words he spills from his soul as they form and fall formlessly into my mind, my body goes wild and makes way for the kill~I can't sleep in the night~for though I have never consciously felt the touch of his chocolate artistic hands, his letters continually glide across my mind, they tickle and stir me from the inside out..."twinkle, twinkle" she wiggled her nose.

I am a woman undone with just one look, the l-e-t-t-e-r-s that l-o-v-e can't s-p-e-l-l...create elation and f-r-u-s-t-r-ation and sa-tis-fac-tion in the wa-ting.... for it to be dictioned in the real moments that time alone can deliver unto me.

He doesn't need paprus, nor pen, nor pencil, for nor jot nor tittle could nearly justify!

~vgale~ (c) 2007


~The Treason~

Little girl don’t cry-wipe your eyes
It’ll be all right
Little girl don’t tell, don’t swell, just smile nice
when they ask you why . . .
why you don’t laugh anymore, why you don’t skip and run
Little girl don’t tell, don’t swell, just smile nice

 I’m your papademonfriendsickassruler. I always tell you what to do.
Trust me my dainty. . . I love you . . .
run little girl-hide, don’t let him touch you inside
the torch turns into battlefield wounds to grievous to bear.
no Veterans Day for you, just PTSD day after year.
run, run little girl run, hide-hide little girl-hide.

Thirty years gone by and by,
is the little girl all right?
Still she wipes her eyes as she smiles.
While she smiles, on the inside an ocean of tears saturate her soul,
as she lives her plastic life, remote.
Obscured, . . . what won’t she do
to shroud her anguish?

con't ...

Failure To Launch

“Failure to Launch!”
“Failure to Launch!”

“We’re not getting anywhere!”
“Come in, Come in!”

“Is anyone therrrrrrrrrrrrrrrree?”
“Can you hear me!”

“We’re rolling but we can’t take off and 
we can’t stop going in the same direction!” 
“We’re going to CRASH!

“Dear God, please help us now! We going nowhere, we’re headed for danger and we can’t seem to stop, please tell me what to do. Help now Lord!”

GOD- "Stop! It is up to you!
Do Something different!" 

-viviangale-
5/6/2014 © 

    A DEEP SLEEP

 And God caused Adam to go into a Deep Sleep, and then God took a rib from Adam=s side.

Some of us don=t even know we been pierced in the side.. Don't know we're bleeding on the inside.

Because our wounds are so steep.We=re in a deep sleep, Yeah-we=re in a deep sleep! You know what I mean! Were in a deep sleep.

Walking around, living your life eatin and drinking no need to cry.

You're in a deep sleep. There=s a rib out of your side. Can you see it now, it=s in the hand of the gods.

Your'e in a deep sleep-can you feel it? No-

 You've been rem-a-tized, lucid-ized, you been hypnotized,

You been hypnotized, you been lucid-ized, you been rem-a-tized.

Some of you have just been asleep so  bloody long, the same dreams they come they gone.

Ain't got no dreams ain't got no hope you=d rather die, than believe.

Token dope! You know what I mean. You're in Deep sleep!

 Just like that- you don=t remember your dreams until something happens in the midst of your day that leaves you hazy...a little crazy

 De-jah-vous! The spell is on you, De-jah-vous.

De-jah-vous! The spell is on you, De-jah-vous.

  You're in a deep-deep-deep- deep-deep-deep sleep!

You're in a deep deep deep deep sleep. Your in a deep-deep-deep- deep-deep-deep sleep!

You're in a deep deep deep deep sleep-You know what I mean Your in a deep sleep.

 Here=s what you gotta do-if you wanna be... revitalized

Open your eyes-DeHypnotize let the crust fall, by your side

Open your eyes-DeHypnotize, let the crust fall, out of your eyes.

 Your life is hazy you liven in the dark, feeling crazy, ump.

By the H, by the M, M, E. Or by the U, by the E or by the C (drugs, initials)

              (c) 2006 viviangale 
               ______________________________

Deep Sleep, con't. . .

 
Here=s what you got to do if you want to be vitalized-

 OPEN YOUR EYES-OPEN UR EYES...   DE-HYPNOTIZE, 

LET THE CRUST FALL BY YOUR SIDE!

OPEN YOUR EYES-OPEN UR EYES.....

DE-HYPNOTIZE, 

LET THE CRUST FALL BY YOUR SIDE!

      You're In A

DEEP SLEEP....DEEP SLEEP...DEEP SLEEP...DEEP SLEEP! 

      WAKE- UP!

Vivian Gale (c) 1/3/07

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The Treason, con't . . .
She’s drowning-no one to save her,
she can’t swim
only wade in the tide.

She’s standing, but her legs are crumbling
from the marrow-outward.
so she sinks . . . sinks in the sand.

So she dies-by never livin’
So she dies-by never trusting!
So then she dies-by never fully embracing love, and life.
And never fully believing and feeling
the healing save of love.

Little girls cry that’s why-little girls cry
they die-that’s the reason!
The Treason!

Vivian Gale©7/26/06

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