Update: Historical Abuse in America

It’s been four years since my children were victimized and three years since the prosecuting attorney told us he refused to pursue our case unless we had our daughter re-interviewed by CPS. We were lead to believe the social worker asked leading questions & that in her initial interview my daughter stated “it felt like…

Follow Your Heart

The thing about love is You can’t force it yet sometimes, it takes a push Love is complex but makes sense … It is crazy how naive the heart is Yet can recognize love across a crowded room How I find my mind worryful of it’s next rash move … Love is constant or so…

Sexual Abuse In The Church

I don’t normally make posts about my children or what happend in public forum but it seems many people think Only Catholics had sexual abuse in the church & I see it is a topic these same people want to ignore but my children were victims of a Historical Pedophile. On the outside he is…

god self

I have been depraved I have seen the depths of hell & laughed in the face of danger I have found beauty in darkness & fell in love with sin Though I must confess there is something divine In forgiving self For the times you sought comfort In dark places I believe we all can…

Jail Bird Blues … A Christmas Poem

This one’s for the girls On 22 hour lockdown In a 6×8 room We talk & console One another with Tough love & jokes Find family in strangers & homes within our cells So my dear lost children My heart Pours Out Some say… they treat us like animals Yet you wouldn’t allow A dog…

Love Sick

I want you to love me I want you to hold me Tight Yet you are scared To hold my hand… Am I banned? You tell me Often that I am  … It feels as though Our bed is a dam  constricting Your love  from getting to the other side You lay pillows between us  In hopes…

Life without Internet

 We live in a world of comfort But are we too comfortable Internet at our Fingertips With a push of a button Our friends in our pockets where ever we go never having to worry  about being alone  As we find ourselves Face in screen  We panic at the thought Of a day without technology Though…

“White Puerto Rican”

You joke…  “White Puerto Rican!” But Truth is I’m not rich enough   Not to mention in-love  with wandering too much  At home wherever I go Yet able to pack up  & leave tomorrow disengage from attachment  Though there are places… I have lost self Before finding it again As I Swam in Oceans  clear as crystal Layed in country valleys…

Forget Me Not

Life made me forget what was special about our love Yet forced me to examine what I want & I found myself more in love  Than when I thought  You were perfect  For the man I love is real  and full of flaws Not some wind up doll he is my Other half and he taught me…

“Standing up for Love”

Some say… I’m simple minded That following Christ Somehow makes me less Self aware & inferior But he taught me to “Turn the other cheek” So Be you & do it well But do not judge Until you’ve felt His arms around you As you connect & wash spirit clean… I love Learning & hearing…

Lost & Found

Found The woman I’d hoped to become Yet she does not look like I remember Her eyes wear her story Like scars on her face Though somehow Still Shine with Loving light She is strong & sassy Understanding & realistic Yet naive in her Faith & never afraid… When I found her She said not…

Faith… Believe in ❤

“Faith … (Believe in love)” The past year has been a mess My sins I confess But no longer distress at prayers unanswered We must press on For the future Is our own We will Make Love a Home absolve from rejection With hearts like medals &  love as our weapon We can not Fall……

Love’s Gift

There is a difference in Someone stealing your heart  & allowing them to take it  Yet many of us are unaware…  So if you’ve never heard this Do not despair  Loving you is easy  when you give  yourself completely  For once Love  gets inside It can heal you  quite discreetly  Yet  if You hide  your…