Always expect the expected!!

Big business dictates their need for more. 

MORE this, MORE that, MORE, MORE, MORE!!!

Get involved, become a part of our growth, we'll reward you for it!

We'll give you this, we'll give you that.

We knowingly jump onto the OUR in "our growth"

even though we know deep in our souls this is -  not OUR reality.

We'll give you this, we'll give you that.

We tackled the task at hand and rocked their world. 

We produced, WE DELIVERED, and we were rewarded.

We'll give you this, we'll give you that.

We should have known the hammer was close at hand. 

This is the beginning to the expected - right on schedule.

A sad look appeared in her blue eyes on the day

the corporate nations delivered their unexpected

yet truly expected disappointing surprise. 

Well deserved rewards turned to dust

blown to the unknown on the breathe of _____,

do I dare name that evil seed?

Who put the Y in front of OUR?

Whatever happened to the WE?

When will the surprise be truly unexpected?

-TracyRobin

Speaking the truth on the evil seed...  No guesses? It ryhmes with seed... duh!

If you work in an incentive driven arena you will be able to truly relate to this poetic rant.  You will know exactly how it feels to be given an incentive and as soon as it becomes overly popular and everyone is on board have it yanked away because it's sucking up too much of "corporates profits" OH NO, say it ain't so! Well, it is so!  It's not that they can't afford the incentive, it's not that they are changing the program they just rolled out... it's that YOU (me too) are taking too much of THEIR profits.  Can't have that now, can we, goddess help us if we take too much... sigh... anyway, feel free to speak your mind. 



Just Breathe - RIP Michael Jordan

I've cried so many tears

My heart heavy with sadness

Breathe in and breathe out

Push away my pain; breathe

Breathe in and breathe out

Just breathe, help me heal

Look at you sitting there

With that smart ass grin

Talking smack and drinking beer

Hanging out with your friends

You totally crack me up

And make me crazy too

Keep all my secrets secret

It's why I love you

Hey cuz what's up with you

Wrap your arms around me

Show me some family love

Call me girl and laugh

Reality check, just a dream

You're walking with the Gods

Looking down on me here

Whispering girl in my ear

Breathe in and breathe out

Push away the pain; breathe

Breathe in and breathe out

Just breathe, help me heal

The time has come Michael

For good-bye, but not forgotten

Xx

-TracyRobin

9/30/2011

RIP Michael Jordan

The Lonely Tree

This tree image was found at and is the property of: 

http://www.digital-photography-school.com/21-impressive-tree-images

The land stretches far and wide

Great expanses of dusty brown earth

But wait, look there, a lonely tree

Branches reaching heavenward

Reaching out to touch the sun

A gentle rain starts to fall upon its’ leaves

Lush, green and wonderfully fragrant

Hear its’ beckoning call to you

Take cover beneath my canopy

Rest oh weary traveler, rest

Let your thoughts run wild

Then free them from your mind

Run your fingers over my trunk

It’s rough; rich from growth

Pluck a leaf from my branches

It’s smooth with veins; rich with life

My roots are strong and run deep

Have a seat among them weary one

Let them cradle you while you rest

When you leave my embrace traveler

Remember the life that surrounded you

Keep all your precious memories

Reach for a deeper peace

Continue to wander and discover

Across this land far and wide

Great expanses of richness and wealth

-TracyRobin

Do you believe in angels?

Ever have someone...
light up your day by saying hi
make you smile and warm your soul
lift your spirits and make them soar

Ever have someone...
except you for the person you are
allow you to be you, no strings attached
laugh and cry and share your life with you

Ever have someone...
bring you into their special world
give you a big hug just because they can
make you wonder at the beauty of friendship

Now I ask you again my friend,
Do you believe in angels?
...
~ TracyRobin

Pondering Relationships

 

She needs to be; herself

He needs to be; himself 

Together they are united 

~

Thoughts

Hers, his; individual 

Separate; not ideal

Mingle the minds 

Create a tale for two 

Individualism is madness 

~

Needs 

Hers, his; individual 

Separate; not ideal 

Get it together

The hell with that 

Merry Go Round 

~

Goals 

Hers, his; individual 

Separate; not ideal 

Personal success 

Is motivating to both 

Yourself and your mate 

~

The strength is in the union 

Restrain the individual 

Weaken the bond 

...

-tracyrobin 

I was thinking about what people talked about when their was trouble in couple'dom'. It seems to me that people don't pay enough attention to how their actions impact their significant other.  It's not about me, me, me and it's not about you, you, you; it's about we, we, we - made better because we invest in me and you.  Got that?  Makes perfect sense, eh?  Tap out a shout out and let me know what you think about it all... love your comments and your visits to my space in the cyber world. 

xx

A Sister's Love

An only child

She was

Until she heard

The story

A soulful tale

Of heartache

One before her

Life taken

Ask her today 

She is 

One of two 

Loving him 

Because he was 

Her brother 

…

-tracyrobin 

Disclaimer: ** I do not claim ownership of the image portrayed on this post.  It was found on a Google search - it is the sole ownership of the creator and if it is copyrighted contact me and I will remove it.

Angel Baby

Another year gone by but it feels like yesterday.

My pain has not lessened with the passage of time.

I grieve and cry for you, I beg God to care for you.

I loved you; I still wish a wish that can never be.

Bittersweet memories of you moving within my womb,

Unbearable guilt and agony I can't let go; devastation.  

My questions are the same today as yesterday.

Would you be outgoing and quick to laugh?

Or would you be quiet and observant?

Would you have your dad's smile or talent in dance?

Or would you love to read and write like me?

So many questions left unanswered, never born.

I wonder about you every day, heartbreaking.

I dream, that one day at the end of time,

I will come to a place and find you.

When that day comes I will know

With all my heart and soul that it's you.

Happy birthday, my sweet angel baby.

I love you, I will always love you.

I carry your memory in my heart.  

XO Mommy

…

-tracyrobin

Grief

Shock

Surprise

New soul

Reality

Choices

Taken away

Heartbreaking

Torturous

Desperately seeking

Pain

Guilt

Shattered spirit

Empty

Longing

Grieving alone

Days

Months

Endless years

Hugs

Kisses

Never known

Heavens

Angel

I pray

...

trr 

Honeybee

 Let me be your honeybee

Let me touch your body

Let me love you baby

I’ll make you weak in the knees

I’ll make you moan in ecstasy

I’ll make you beg for more

Your hands twisted in my hair

Your hands gripping my shoulders

Your hands touching my face

Let me feel your blood rush

Let me taste your desire

Let me be your honeybee

…

-trr

Life

Live your life as it is intended to be lived;
Full, joyful, loving, caring and compassionate.
To those who are cold, hateful and clueless;
Show compassion and understanding.

Be forever true, love and believe in yourself;
Life is more than judgments and empty eyes.
Look for true humanity among mankind
There you will find your most valued treasures.

-TracyRobin

xx

Dreamweaver

In the wee hours of the morn...

Did you feel the graceful touch upon your cheek,

‘Twas me, love, stroking the line of your jaw and softly kissing your brow.

Did you feel the light touch upon your chest?

‘Twas my hand, darling, caressing you and lingering upon your heart

Did you feel the wispy kisses ease down your belly?

Those were my lips, sweet lover, ever so softly and gently kissing you.

Did you feel the warmth surround and comfort you?

‘Twas was my soul, my love, becoming one with you,

creating within you, me.

I'm your Dreamweaver, Lover

And in your dreams, when you close your eyes you can feel me.

   

My touch is always upon you, my kisses never far;

When you want me simply close your eyes.

I'm your Dreamweaver, Lover

With a loving touch, your soul mate for eternity

From the heavens above

...

~TracyRobin

This is the first poem I ever submitted for publication.  It currently has a happy home in a poetry book.  I thought I'd share it here with ya'll.  I hope you enjoy it.  

xx

Disclaimer: **The image on this page was taken from this website - I do not own nor claim to own the image. It is the property of the creator.  Please visit http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/30445/Blue-Fairy-Tress-Black.jpg for this image.

Hope - End Domestic Violence

A little boy pushes a little girl off a swing.

She cries and is told, “That’s how little boys play.”

Her parents shoo her off to play. 

Her hurt goes unacknowledged.

A few years later a young boy pushes her down at recess.

She cries and is told, “Ignore him, boys are rough.”

Her teacher shoos her off to play.

Her hurt goes unacknowledged.

A high school boyfriend shakes her when she talks to a classmate.

She cries and is told, “Oh, it’s because he’s jealous.”

Her friend laughs it off.

Her hurt goes unacknowledged.

A college boyfriend berates and belittles her.

She cries and is told, “The coach has been on him, let it go.”

His teammates turn away.

Her hurt goes unacknowledged.

Married now, her husband comes home and beats her.

She cries and is told, “Its job stress, I’m sure he didn’t mean it.”

Her church adviser thinks it will get better.

Her hurt goes unacknowledged.

These days he doesn’t need a reason.

She cries and covers up the bruises.

She understands, he’s a man and that’s how men are.

She keeps her hurt to herself.

It’s a beautiful day today, sunny and warm.

She’s dressed in her very best dress.

Her friends and family fill the room.

They cry and ask, “How did this happen?”

An angel looks down from heaven.

Her eyes are sad and full of tears.

God takes her hand and leads her away.

They come upon a new scene and stop for a moment.

A little boy pushes a little girl off a swing. 

She cries and is comforted by her parents.

The little boy is told, “Boys don’t push girls off swings.”

Hurts are acknowledged and lessons are learned.

The angel watches with hope in her eyes.

God stands with her; her strength and comfort.

A little boy helps a little girl onto a swing. 

It’s a beautiful day, sunny and warm. 

-trr

I recently read a post on a blog I follow regarding Domestic Violence. My comment was about teaching our children when they are young that abuse of any kind is unacceptable. Society is used to accepting certain actions, even when these actions hurt others. We need to reconsider how and what we teach our children, how we support our young people, our friends and family. We need to listen better and work together to wipe out Domestic Violence. I live in a state that has some decent laws on Domestic Violence but they were born out of tragedy. So my post this Friday is about passing the message on in my own way. 

xx

I was alone...

I awoke with your name on my lips.

The sweet dream memory of you

and I exploring each other.

A luxurious sigh escaped me.

I reached for you;

but you were not there.

I was alone...

-trr

Disclaimer: **I do not own, nor do I claim ownership of, the image featured on this page.  It is the property of Randy Dillon.  Please visit his website http://randydillon.com/ to view his art. 

Sanity

Light blinds me.
Darkness surrounds me.
Shadows follow me.
My soul speaks to me.
Wild, determined to be free.
Am I seeking some inner sanity?

I close my eyes against the brightness;
I'm drowning in a sea of shadows.
Deeper I drift into the darkness,
Seeking comfort within its depths.
I welcome its embrace cold and calculating.
Am I still seeking some inner sanity?

Fighting against dark thoughts, dark ideas,
Searching for myself, my being.
I question its force and cold nature;
I need simplistic serenity, comfort and love.
Thrashing about in an insane world,
Forever looking for some inner sanity.
...

-TracyRobin
xx

"donny" In Memory

"donny"

whispers in the wind
carry his name

my mind, his memory
my heart, his love

whispers in the wind
carry his name

never forgotten
forever loved
~trr

Sometimes my memories haunt me.  Donny was shot and killed while coming to the defense of a woman in crisis.  He was a great guy, a wonderful friend and my world then.  I wrote this at a time when I wondered if I would ever find peace from Donny's death.  December is still rough but it's getting easier to remember him without the pain of seeing him being shot down in front of my eyes. Here's to the wind carrying the whispers of those memories to a place of peace.  This is my way of moving on, not forgetting, but of leaving the guilt of living behind. 

xx

Imagine, A Dedication

Imagine, if you will
Having something old
Yet it is something new

Imagine, tragedy giving birth
The loss of an older brother
The loss of a beloved cousin

Imagine, always knowing
That the past is never far
That he is still here

Imagine, laughter and secrets
He listens and teases
She babbles and cries

Imagine, one from another
One has passed, angel
One has come, rock

Imagine, new beginnings
Fragile yet treasured
Growing everyday

Imagine, new friends
Sharing old memories
Making new ones

Imagine, the silent song
Steadfast yet carefree
Passionate and deep

Imagine, if you will
Something new
From something old
-trr

This is written in memory of Mike (I miss you), for Sam, and for myself... because it was what it was and it is what it is... there is a reason for all things even those we don't quite understand.  So the 'girl' makes a nod heavenward and 'sweetie girl' laughs out loud and makes a nod to something new and to the Goddess she says, "Thanks for my gifts."

xx

Unsaid

Twisting tentatively

Words 

Colorful collisions 

Woven

Cosmic Kaleidoscope 

Ideas 

Marvelous mutiny

Birth 

Thoughts gone unsaid

Swimming in my head
-trr

Still in my head...

Years have passed yet you're still in my head,
holdover from my past or dream that never was.

Memories of our time together deep in my soul,
in a secret place for only me to view.

I often wonder if I should search for you,
or leave the past alone and let life be.

I'm curious to see where life led you to be, 
years have passed yet you're still in my head.
-trr

xx

A New Day

Outside my window

So much beauty to see

Won't you take my hand

And stroll with me

Leave behind your worries

The daily drudgery

If only for a moment

Seek the golden rays

Feel the sun so warm

Clouds wrapped in blue

Soak in the beauty

Let it fill you

Return with me now

Renewed in spirit

Inspired and invigorated

A new day's begun

  -trr

xx

Food for thought: My Reflection

I wrote “My Reflection” because of how I see myself and how others might see me.  When we see a person their image forms an opinion or an idea in our mind.  Sometimes it’s correct and others not so much.  A young man in the Chess Club might not feel comfortable asking a Cheerleader to the school dance… he thinks, “She’s too pretty and popular to want to go with me.”  Interesting how our minds process physical images… after we process that image we need to get a little closer and see if we are right! 

xx