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  • Tootsie 2:06 am on December 14, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , , therapy,   

    Poetry potluck wk 14- Writing 


    I write to set free emotions

    To remember the tears

    And to somehow forget the commotions

     

    Writing is my therapy, my sanity

    The words that come out of me have a yearning to live

    They have their own vanity

     

    These words come to life

    As soon as they hit the air

    Cutting through like a knife

     

    These words are me

    Who I am

    They are merely the debris of my heart

     

    Jingle Poetry

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  • Tootsie 11:14 pm on December 6, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Dreams, ,   

    Potluck week 13- Escape 


    In my dream

    Life is sweet

    Sweet as this butterscotch ice cream

    People are eccentric just like me

    Not hypocrites or judgmental

    Going about their life carefree

    There is laughter

    There isΒ  love

    Nothing looks bad hereafter

    I wish I could live in my dreams

    Today, Tonight, Tomorrow

    I’m tired of the same regimes

    I need an escape from this place

    I need an escape to survive

    I want to live in my dreams, where I can decide the pace

    Where I can change it all in an instant

    Let’s escape to this imaginary place

    My dreams

     

    This is my entry for the Potluck week 13 on Jingle Poetry

     
    • askcherlock 12:53 am on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Awesome! This sounds like the perfect escape. Maybe we can share your dreams….

    • Tootsie 12:59 am on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      That would be great πŸ™‚

    • Becky 4:46 am on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I find my daydreams a comforting and wonderful place for the exact same reasons. If I did not have an imagination, I would not have survived this life of mine.

    • KB 5:47 am on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Sounds wonderful.

    • WordsWorthMillions 3:55 pm on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Aw… Beautiful dream. I will go with you. πŸ™‚
      ‘Sweet as this butterscotch ice cream’ Liked this simile. There is a touch of childlike and innocent.

    • fiveloaf 7:11 pm on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      very dreamy and sweet! mine’s here- http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/01/15/head/

    • Jingle 7:12 pm on December 7, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I wish I could live in my dreams

      Today, Tonight, Tomorrow

      I’m tired of the same regimes

      me feel the same, well done, Glad to see you shine at JP…

      A+

    • Curtis Honeycutt 1:30 am on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Sign me up…reminds me a bit of the ideal world John Lennon sings about in “Imagine”.

    • Serene 3:40 am on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I wish I could live in my dreams too. We are very similar, you and me. My dreams are perfect. He is perfect in them. My family is perfect in them. Life as we know it, is perfect. I too want to live in my dreams forever.

      Thanks for this post. It put a smile on my face and reminded of the beautiful dreams I have too.

      Serene~

      • Tootsie 3:46 am on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        The more I read your posts, the more similarities I see. I’m glad it made you smile πŸ™‚

    • carlos zayas 2:08 pm on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      hi it’s so beautiful thanks sister

    • gracefulglider 8:36 am on December 10, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      ‘people are eccentric just like me’ i totally digg that line. i love this poem!

    • Alethea 4:58 pm on December 10, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I know what you mean…I feel the same quite often.
      Beautifully expressed!!

    • Talon 12:01 am on December 11, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I enjoyed this so much. The dream world can so often feel so much finer than the day-to-day one and you captured that feeling perfectly.

      My potluck: so maybe

      • Tootsie 12:04 am on December 14, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Thanks. I will check urs out right now πŸ™‚

    • Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved 2:26 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      You have company on this one … Well considered …

    • Tootsie 3:31 pm on December 17, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      πŸ™‚

  • Tootsie 6:45 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Guest blogger, , Whose to blame,   

    Guest Blogger- Sarai 


    Whose To Blame?

     

    Some part of me wants to blame You for allowing me to fall for him.

    Part of me wants to ask You why You let my emotions get so deeply involved.

    I want to cry out and ask why You let me love him so much when he could care less about me.

    Why did You let him kiss me? Why did You allow him to touch me?

    Some part of me wants to ask why didn’t You protect my heart better.

     

    You helped me keep my ground when it came to others.

    You helped me wait for over five years

    But he came along and effortlessly had everything I held back on for so long.

     

    I want to ask You why was it so easy for me to fall for him.

    Why did You allow me to fall for someone who would only hurt me?

    Someone who doesn’t even want to be friends.

    I wonder Β why you didn’t you make me stronger when it came to him.

     

    I want to blame You for this heartache I’m feeling

    But in reality it was all my fault.

    I let him kiss me. I wanted him to.

    I let him use me.

    I let him come and go as he pleased.

    I knew there were others he paid more attention to.

    I knew he wasn’t giving me what I deserved

    But I stayed.

     

    I wish I could blame him. I sometimes want to blame You

    But it was me all along.

    I amΒ to blame.

     

    Links to Sarai’s Blogs: (check them out)

    Randomness

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    • NotATameLion 12:47 pm on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beauty and pain. Thanks for posting this. It is powerful.

      • sarairivera 8:24 pm on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Beauty and pain…life. Thank you! I’m glad you liked it!!

      • Promising Poets Parking Lot 8:04 pm on March 8, 2011 Permalink | Reply

        love your blog, your poetry is impressive!
        Make a contribution to us today, the collection is to be closed within 24 hours.
        Thanks, we value your support. xxx

        welcome back your presence is misse.
        cheers.

    • Carol Ann Hoel 8:05 pm on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Very touching words. Thank you for sharing…

    • Jingle 11:46 pm on December 20, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      lovely representation of your blogging friend..

      Greetings!
      Here is the end of the year awards 4 you, enjoy!

      End of The Year Awards 4 Friends of Jingle or Jingle Poetry Community

      Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! You Are The Best!

      Link a poem to our potluck today, We send blessings all the way to brighten your day!

    • Raquel 2:55 pm on February 18, 2011 Permalink | Reply

      There really isnt anyone to blame. We cant help it when our heart falls… I love it. You 2 are awesome!!

  • Tootsie 1:33 pm on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Jingle, Jingle Poets Rally, Perfect poet award,   

    Perfect poet award winner- week 34 I hum… 


    Perfect poet award winner- week 34

    I humbly accept the award! Thank you, Jingle
    I nominate http://thejuliebook.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/heroine/

     

    Some things- I just need to walk away from

    From your laughter

    Your critiques

    Your choking hold

     

    I need to break free from this oppression,

    Run away as fast as I can

     

    But somehow you always follow me,

    Stalking me like prey

     

    Without warning

    Without much purpose

    I’m just easy game

     

     

     

     

     

     
  • Tootsie 12:06 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: hurt, , pain, , , some one once told me   

    Some one once told me 


    Some one once told me

    Love is not suppose to hurt

    That love was shown through actions

    And meaningless in words

    That love could conquer all

    But there’s no room for error

    That love has no limits

    Yet there are endless exceptions

    That love is innate

    But I know nothing of it

    That love is to be earned

    And shameful to easily surrender

    That love will never find its way into my life

    Because love does not overlook imperfections

    If love does all that

    How am I not going to hurt?

     
    • Becky 5:51 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautifully said, Tootsie.

    • Carol Ann Hoel 1:51 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautiful expression of the inadequacy of unconditional love. Jesus loves you, Tootsie, unconditionally. He loves us in spite of all our imperfections. And He is deity. My heart goes out to you as I read the disappointment and pain revealed in your poetry. Blessings to you, Tootsie…

    • carlos zayas 6:10 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      hi tootsie it’s ur brother skull crushing finale the miz is aweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesome

    • Jingle 8:10 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      cute,
      pleasant read…

      welcome to poets rally.
      scan the participant list, starting from the link next to you, visit and comment for a minimum 18, let me know after you are done.
      have fun!

      Glad to have you.
      Cheers!

    • Scent of my heart 9:15 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Love is very complicated feeling … keep the best out of it, whenever it comes your way

      • Tootsie 9:34 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It really is complicated!..thanks for the comment

    • thoughtsnotlost 10:47 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Well done!

    • Bodhirose 10:59 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      It’s complicated because human beings get their egos involved and start trying to control other people. It’s hard not to though…

      See how your thoughtful poem triggered a reaction in me? Thanks, Tootsie! πŸ™‚

      • Tootsie 11:00 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with you completely! I’m glad it triggered a reactions haha thanks for the comment πŸ™‚

    • Yola 11:31 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I can feel the tug and pull, the ebb and flow of this old riddle. Well done!

    • iBeingMe 1:30 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautifully written πŸ™‚

    • heather grace stewart 1:34 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      You really got this right. Love gives and takes, has its ups and downs–just how you set up this poem.

      • Tootsie 1:36 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It really does, I guess its what you make of it. Thank you for the comment!

    • The Reason You Come 3:52 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I’ve been there; wondered about love, felt as if I’d never find it. But I did, more than once, in fact. Also, love does overlook imperfections. So don’t despair.

      Here’s to love! πŸ™‚

    • budhaaah 8:00 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Yes however is it possible? It brings the most joy and yet tears us apart like no animal ever will

      • Tootsie 8:02 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Does the good moments make it all worth it? Thanks for the comment πŸ™‚

    • Alethea 8:06 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Beautiful….loved the mixture of innocence and some complex emotions in this poem πŸ™‚

    • jargnar 11:07 am on December 3, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      brilliant! πŸ™‚

    • somewhere else 2:55 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      clearly stated contradictions – love is enigmatic and inescapable.

      • Tootsie 2:57 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        I agree with you. I don’t think anyone will ever be able to understand it. Thanks for the comment πŸ™‚

    • Sumit Sarkar 5:04 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Oh..thanks for sharing your feelings…
      This is a lovely poem πŸ™‚

    • julielaing 5:28 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Wow–thanks for your comment on my rally entry! I’m so happy you enjoyed it. And whoever told you “That love will never find its way” into your life was so wrong, as I’m sure you must know. Thanks for sharing this emotional piece.

      • Tootsie 5:30 am on December 4, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It was an amazing poem, by an amazing writer πŸ™‚
        Aww thanks! and thank you for the comment ❀

    • Seasweetie 2:59 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Very relateable for me – I like this – thank you for sharing. I look forward to reading more of your poetry.
      My rally submission is here: http://seasweetie.wordpress.com/2010/12/01/haiku/

      • Tootsie 3:20 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you. I will go check your submission right now πŸ™‚

    • booguloo 3:53 am on December 5, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      The ying must have the yang. You express it well here.

    • Sumit Sarkar 2:55 pm on December 19, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      What a beauty…

      “That love is innate
      But I know nothing of it
      That love is to be earned
      And shameful to easily surrender” I love you poetry… πŸ™‚

    • Tootsie 4:13 pm on December 27, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you..I am glad πŸ™‚

  • Tootsie 12:03 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: alone, Day dream, , trapped   

    Day Dream 


    I sit in a room surrounded by people

    Yet I’m still alone

    Lost somewhere in my thoughts

    Thinking about a better place

    A place where I wouldn’t have to pretend

    That I am all together

    Where I would laugh

    Instead of wanting to scream

    Smile instead of wanting to weep

    I want to be anywhere

    Anywhere but here

    Anywhere where my company

    Isn’t you

    Or these four walls

    These horrible tiles on the floor

    This horrible furniture

    That doesn’t even match with the decor

    Anywhere, but here!

     
    • Becky 5:53 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      This is how I feel when I’m at the nursing home, wishing my mom and I were anyplace else but there. This so perfectly describes it. Thank you, Tootsie.

  • Tootsie 3:32 am on November 26, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , I miss them, , , Ruined,   

    Ruined 


    What did I do?

    Where did I go wrong?

    To deserve the agony of this slow burn

     

    I know I can’t be the only one

    Hurting this way

    I can’t be the only one bounded by misery

    Struggling for the freedom

    For the carelessness

    I once had as a young child

     

    Is there anyone that can comprehend,

    Such lonesome,

    Such frigidness

    Are you out there?

     

    People always say,

    “It will be okay”

    And still I am stuck

    Pleading and screaming

    No more!

     

    When will that be over?

    When will I find the warm days I long for?

    The days where I slow danced with the breeze

    The days before you ruined my normalcy

    The days before you murdered my happiness,

    My innocence

     

    Where are those naive days before I met life?

    I miss them

     

    -Tootsie

     
    • Monsta5000 10:12 pm on November 26, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Me like you poems Tootsie!

    • Becky 11:24 pm on November 26, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Amen to that sister. Once again, I identify with it 100%. That is exactly where I am at right now. Nicely said.

    • sarairivera 2:59 am on November 28, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Wow. This is about the third time I read this and I am still amazed. Your words capture the hurt so well. Love your writing

    • The Writer Gal 1:33 am on November 29, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Tootsie, you’re not alone. And, you have a gift of expression…keep using it! Write on!

      The Writer Gal

    • azfree 3:50 pm on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I have felt this oh too often. Very well expressed!!

    • Jessica 11:40 am on December 14, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      I guess everyone feels like this at some point. But there’s much to enjoy from our experiences too. Your passion comes through well here.

      http://jessicasjapes.wordpress.com/2010/12/13/ice-cream/

    • Tootsie 12:12 pm on December 14, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you.. and you are correct. With experience comes growth πŸ™‚

    • Jingle 8:50 pm on December 14, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      lovely wonders..
      life is imperfect,
      it is not your fault…

      well done poem.
      Thanks for sharing!
      A+

  • Tootsie 6:05 am on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply  

    Happy Thanksgiving! 


    Enjoy!

    From Tootsie ❀

     

     
    • rbafroggie 6:35 am on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Why thank you Tootsie, how very sweet! πŸ˜€ Happy Thanksgiving to you too dear!

    • rbafroggie 6:38 am on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      How did you send the Thanksgiving post to me? I would like to send you one.

      • Tootsie 6:45 am on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        It is probably because you are subscribed to me πŸ™‚ I posted it on my blog.

    • Jay 5:16 pm on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Happy Thanksgiving! Eat some foods!

    • stacy 5:16 am on December 2, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      makes me want to drink alchoholic beverages

  • Tootsie 1:56 am on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Happiness, , , searching   

    Happiness 


    Searching for a smile

    Seeking an embrace

    Sifting through this love

    Or this hate

    Scrutinizing and probing

    Creating and destroying

    Only to fabricate this monstrosity;

    My life

    I have sabotaged it all

    To find the one thing

    We all hunger for

    I have hurt you

    I have left you

    I have forgotten you

    To some how hold on to

    This fleeting happiness I have

    I have yet been able to find it

    I have yet been able to hold on to it

    I have yet been able to truly say

    I am happy

    I have found happiness

    -Tootsie

     
    • raquel 2:03 am on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      :/… this one is nice trully yet kinda sad. but i still love it.

    • Tootsie 2:10 am on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Gracias!

    • askcherlock 2:10 am on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Very thought-provoking!

      • Tootsie 2:14 am on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Ha! I was just thinking that! Thanks for the comment πŸ™‚

    • fiveloaf 4:16 pm on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      nice blog . nice words!

    • Tootsie 6:37 pm on November 23, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you πŸ™‚

    • Jay 12:40 pm on November 24, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Hey love that banner, great poem too! πŸ™‚

    • Angela 5:43 pm on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      This is a beautiful piece.

    • sarairivera 3:01 am on November 28, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Love this. its so very real

    • myshiningrainbow 5:05 am on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Well expressed. Yes, sometimes I find myself searching for that happiness, that smile and then I end up getting confused about what ‘happiness’ is! ‘Happiness’ may not be all joy and laughter. It might just be a deep sense of being true to oneself. It may bring tears or smile. But, I’ll be happy. From a personal point of view, I visualize your poem ending with this latent line ” I have found ‘I’ ” . In that manner, I like the way your poem keeps the interpretation of happiness open to the reader. Great blog! I’ll keep coming back for more πŸ™‚

      • Tootsie 5:12 am on December 8, 2010 Permalink | Reply

        Thank you. I liked what you said, “It might just be a deep sense of being true to oneself”… I agree it might be :). I hope you do keep coming back, I appreciate it!

  • Tootsie 8:16 pm on November 16, 2010 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: Dear mom, , Mother and daughter, ,   

    Dear Mom 


    Am I not suppose to trust you?

    Aren’t you suppose to look out for me?

    Sometimes I get the feeling

    That you feel obligated to

    Show me love

    Your motherly instinct does not apply

    With me

    In reality deep down inside

    You still hate me

    And can’t stand the sight of me

    We are both caught and

    Stuck in this moment

    Where everything went bad

    The point where our relationship

    Morphed and somehow didn’t survive

    The point where there was instant regret

    All these years I have done

    Nothing but blame myself

    Blamed you

    Oh, how much I blamed you!

    It’s not our fault

    It’s definitely not my fault

    He came between us

    And caused this chaos

    My world- your world

    Was destroyed in a matter of minutes

    The difference between me and you, Mother

    You have moved on

    And left me behind

    Under all this debris

    Where I’m not able to

    Breathe, move, or see anything

    Around me

    You left me here

    You didn’t reach out for me

    You didn’t get help

    I’ve been waiting for years

    But you never came back

    For me

    -Tootsie

     
    • Jay 12:36 pm on November 24, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      Hey nice poem, I agree mothers are supposed to be there for ya and dads too. Peace.

    • Jingle 10:04 pm on November 25, 2010 Permalink | Reply

      well expressed,
      Thanks for the beautiful poem.
      you rock!

      claim awards/treats via entry #114.
      have fun!

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