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Friday, May 17, 1996

Cinderella Sabrina

I'm in a white dress
With lots of lace and ribbons
I'm the belle of the ball
Every eligible guy is asking me to marry them
Asking me to dance
Asking to cut
There's one guy that's absolutely gorgeous
He comes over and asks to dance
By some force we can't let go of each other
No one comes near us at all
No one comes to cut
I feel like Cinderella
Dancing with my Prince
I've found true happiness

May 17,  1996

Prairie Grass

There's wide open spaces
Lot's of plant life
No people are around
The birds are chirping 

Smell the wet prairie grass
One house stands a top the prairie
I feel clam 
There's nothing to worry about

 I dance and sing
Not having to worry 
What people think 
Just Heavenly Father and I

No drugs or tobacco
No coffee or tea
Nothing to harm my body
Just my health

In the distance
I hear the sound of my people
No Trail of Tears on their backs
White oppression, gone

The Cinderella

Lily white dress
Bedecked with ribbons and lace
Belle of the ball
Bachelors' vying 

For an smile
Proposals
Dances
Just a chance

Prince Charming in a tux
Asking for a dance
Choosing no one but one
Who could the lovely one be

All at ease
Just we
No one cuts
No one approaches

I feel like fabled maid of old
Cinderella in flesh
Charming in my arms
I've found my happiness


Lamentation of No Dances

Peers who have gone to dances
Confrere who will go to dances
Then there's one 
Who will never attend

Who will never go to a ceremonialist dance
Never see the inside of prom
Never see the inside of homecoming
Who will think of her

People pass her over
Thinking she doesn't care
Thinking someone will never like her

Look it's the dog
The monster
The screams of peoples feelings
Screaming for her death

Do people ever ask what she wants
She wonders what the inside of a dance look like
Will no one confirm what is
Right or wrong

No pictures
Pictures make you
No pictures break you
No Dances

Her whole high school life

Monday, May 13, 1996

I Remember When I Tasted Love

I remember when I tasted love
It is an emotion I love to recall
It tasted sweet
I saw the world in a whole new light
I heard the birds singing
I touched things in a new way
It is sweet when it lasts
But is bitter when it's gone
Bitterness tastes like a raw grapefruit
It smells like rotten garbage
It feels like heartburn

May 13, 1996

Friday, May 3, 1996

Canyon of the Spirits

Three pyramids light up the sky
While the three suns shine on me
I gaze up at the rainbow
That streaks through the sky
Under the clouds higher than mine
Is there another being up there?
Someone to talk to?
How wonderful will it be to talk to someone
I've been alone for a long time
Would I like them?
Would they like me?
Maybe I should change my dress?
My wings looks like they need to be washed.
What would they think of my home
In the Canyon of the Spirits?

May 03, 1996