His eyes twinkled willow green
Peering through the pools to
his Irish soul, she murmured,
"Oh, those eyes will surely lead
to such a state of affairs!"
And what a remarkable
Affair it was.
MJC
Copyright January 2007
this is a collection of poetry written while in exuberant and depressed states of mood.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
THE EYES HAVE IT 10-2006
All the happy eyes --
reflecting carefree joy
My bipolar mood belies
a most depressive ploy.
All the smiling eyes --
my friends have not a care
I long to be like them
flinging worries in the air.
All the dancing eyes --
mirror mirth and pleasure.
My dejected mood is a
let down you can measure.
All the laughing eyes --
like a happy child at play.
While my eyes leak tears.
in a bleak world of gray.
Oh someone stop the pain!.
I have finally come to realize
It stings to see those happy
smiling, dancing, laughing eyes !
MJC
Copyright October 21, 2006
reflecting carefree joy
My bipolar mood belies
a most depressive ploy.
All the smiling eyes --
my friends have not a care
I long to be like them
flinging worries in the air.
All the dancing eyes --
mirror mirth and pleasure.
My dejected mood is a
let down you can measure.
All the laughing eyes --
like a happy child at play.
While my eyes leak tears.
in a bleak world of gray.
Oh someone stop the pain!.
I have finally come to realize
It stings to see those happy
smiling, dancing, laughing eyes !
MJC
Copyright October 21, 2006
THE DEMON 4-2007
Where were you when I was so in love with you
You were running after your obsession
and I kept believing it was a phase
Where were you when I needed you
You were running after your obsession
and I carried the load
Where were you when I was lonely
You were running after your obsession
and I sat alone and cried
Your obsession was like a demon...
it called, it demanded.
demanded that you ignore feelings as you watched me go
demanded that you forget about love and goodness.
demanded the ultimate price - Your life.
I could not fight with the demon.
But I am at peace now
the demon can make no more demands on you
and you are finally at peace.
MJC
Copyright April 2007
You were running after your obsession
and I kept believing it was a phase
Where were you when I needed you
You were running after your obsession
and I carried the load
Where were you when I was lonely
You were running after your obsession
and I sat alone and cried
Your obsession was like a demon...
it called, it demanded.
demanded that you ignore feelings as you watched me go
demanded that you forget about love and goodness.
demanded the ultimate price - Your life.
I could not fight with the demon.
But I am at peace now
the demon can make no more demands on you
and you are finally at peace.
MJC
Copyright April 2007
PRAYER IN AN AIRPORT - 1-2007
The boy clung to his father
"Please don't make me go!
I cannot bear to keep on
going back and forth!
Two rooms, two closets,
two sets of rules
This joint custody is like an axe,
splitting me in two.
MJC
Copyright January 2007
"Please don't make me go!
I cannot bear to keep on
going back and forth!
Two rooms, two closets,
two sets of rules
This joint custody is like an axe,
splitting me in two.
MJC
Copyright January 2007
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About Me
- Portia Micello
- IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT ME -- BUT IT IS ABOUT HOW I HANDLE THE CHALLENGE...how i continue to grow, contribute, create and let my mind and talents develop without endangering anyone else. Do I have children --- yes -- 3 biological and they all have symptoms, but they are dealing with some of the symptoms -- very successfully. Forunately none is full scale BDI, Rapid Cycling.