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THIS IS ME UNEDITED...
HONEST
STUBBORN
STRONG
SUPPORTIVE
NURTURING
EMOTIONAL
GOOFY
SPONTANEOUS
CREATIVE
IMAGINATIVE
CURIOUS
SASSY
LOVING
MODEST
ROMANTIC
I TRIED BEING WHAT OTHERS WANTED ME TO BE. I PAID THE PRICE. NEVER AGAIN WILL I ALLOW OTHER PEOPLE TO DICTATE MY WORTH. I'M CERTAINLY NOT PERFECT; BUT I DON'T TRY TO BE. I MAKE ALOT OF MISTAKES AND I SHALL MAKE MANY MORE BEFORE I DIE. SOME PEOPLE WILL LIKE ME AND OTHERS WON'T; AND THAT'S OK. I'M OFTEN CANDID AND I SPEAK OF THINGS SOME PEOPLE DARE NOT. I'M OUTSPOKEN AS A CHILD ADVOCATE BECAUSE PEOPLE HAVE TO BE. I HAVE GOT TO BE ME!!! DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: BLOGGING FOR FUN
 THE MOON BORE WITNESS... CAN'T ANYONE HEAR ME SCREAMING? 
HELP...CAN ANYONE HEAR ME...
THE FULL MOON BORE WITNESS TO THE CRIME
BUT WAS HELPLESS TO TRY AND INTERVENE
VICTIM AND ATTACKER ACT OUT A PANTOMIME
ON THE MAKESHIFT STAGE AT THE SCENE SILHOUETTES PERFORMING A DANCE OF DEATH
THE PERPETRATOR QUICKLY ESTABLISHES LEAD
LEAVING THE VICTIM GASPING FOR BREATH
BEGGING FOR THE RIGHT TO CONCEDE MOONLIGHT ILLUMINATES HIS SHINY WEAPON
AS HE SLASHES DOWNWARD INTO HER CHEST
HER SCREAMS ARE FUTILE AND DON'T HELP NONE
WILL HE GRANT HER ONE LAST REQUEST FALLING TO THE GROUND IN A BROKEN HEAP
HE DRAGS HER UP THE HILL TO BURY HER
WITH GRAVEL AND DIRT HE PLACES HER DEEP
SHE SCREAMS OVER AND OVER AND HER WORDS SLUR GRAVEL FILLS HER MOUTH, EYES AND EARS
IT FILLS HER NOSE SO SHE CAN'T BREATHE
NO NIGHTMARE EVER CAUSED THIS MUCH FEAR
CAN GOD FIND ME HERE BURIED BENEATH GOD FOUND HER AND GAVE HER HIS OWN BREATH
EMPOWERED HER WITH STRENGTH TO DIG OUT
HE BROUGHT HER BACK FROM A HELLISH DEATH
AND THE FULL MOON GUIDED HER SAFELY OUT COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: SONNETS SATURDAY SOUND
SOUTH HAVEN LIGHTHOUSE 
THE MIGHTY GALES OF WINTER
BEAT AGAINST THE LIGHTHOUSE
HEAVY STEEL WILL NOT SPLINTER
AGAINST THE FRIGID POWERHOUSE 
DRESSED UP IN HER ICY GOWN
WAITING FOR HER SPRING GROOM
FROM SUNUP UNTIL SUNDOWN
GUIDING SHIPS AWAY FROM DOOM 
HER ICY GOWN MELTED AWAY
SPRING HAS COME 'ROUND AGAIN
STANDING AT THE END OF THE RUNWAY
SHE WAITS THE CHANCE TO ENTERTAIN 
SAIL ALONG YOU MIGHTY SHIPS
IRON ORE CARRIERS AND YACHTS
AND I WILL GUIDE YOU ON YOUR TRIP
AWAY FROM DANGEROUS ROCKS 
COME WALK ALONG MY BEACH
AND SWIM IN MY BEAUTIFUL LAKE
CLIMB THE DUNES WITHIN REACH
IT'S BEAUTY DESERVES A DOUBLE-TAKE COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS THIS IS THE SOUTH HAVEN LIGHTHOUSE IN MICHIGAN; WHERE I SPENT MANY DAYS OF MY ADULT LIFE. I'VE WALKED ON THE SNOW AND ICE OF LAKE MICHIGAN BY THIS PIER; AND I'VE SWAM AND WALKED IT'S BEAUTIFUL BEACH. I CAN STILL SMELL THE WET SAND AND HEAR THE SEAGULLS AND THE SOUNDS OF POWERFUL BOAT MOTORS. I'VE CLIMBED THE DUNES AND SAT ON TOP OF THEM AND TOOK IN THE BEAUTY OF THIS PLACE. IT'S LIKE AN OCEAN WITHOUT THE SHARKS. WHEN I GET STRESSED, I CLOSE MY EYES AND I VISIT THIS PLACE IN MY MIND. THE SOUND OF THE WAVES CRASHING ON THE SHORE IS SO SOOTHING.
Tags: FRIDAY BYWAYS WITH BARBARA
MY CHAINS ARE GONE
MY PAINS MOVED ON
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY TEARS HAVE DRIED
THE OLD ME HAS DIED
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY HEART HAS HEALED
HIS LOVE FOR ME REVEALED
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY LIFE NO LONGER IN SORROW
FOR ONLY GOD HOLDS TOMORROW
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY WOUNDS HAVE CLOSED
THE PROBLEM DIAGNOSED
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY SINS HAVE BEEN FORGIVEN
MY PEACE IS GOD-GIVEN
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY PAST IS LONG BEHIND ME
JESUS HAS SET ME FREE
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY BURDENS ARE MUCH LIGHTER
AND MY OUTLOOK MUCH BRIGHTER
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY WAR WITH MYSELF IS OVER
NO SELF-HATRED LEFT OVER
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING MY CHAINS ARE GONE
MY PAINS MOVED ON
IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME COMING COPYRIGHT 2008
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: POETRY FOR EMPOWERMENT
FOR YEARS I KEPT VENTURING
INTO THE DARKNESS OF MY PAIN
DRAWN INTO A VORTEX SPIRALING
LOST IN MISERIES DOMAIN
RUNNING FROM THE ABUSE
DOWN A DARKENED TUNNEL
TRYING TO ESCAPE THE NOOSE
CAUGHT UP IN THE FUNNEL
LANDING IN A DARK CAVERN
LOOKING FOR A WAY OUT
I HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO RETURN
ALONG THE ENTRANCE ROUTE
WITH NO LIGHT TO GUIDE ME
I WAS SCARED AND ALL ALONE
CRAWLING ON MY HANDS AND KNEES
I HAD TO MAKE IT ON MY OWN
FOLLOWING THE TUNNEL OUT OF THE ABYSS
WHERE THE SUN WILL NEVER SHINE
LEAVING BEHIND MEMORIES I WON'T MISS
IN THE DEEP AND DARKENED MINE
TIS' THEN I HAD A HUGE EPIPHANY
RUNNING FROM PAIN JUST WON'T DO
IF ONE TRULY WANT'S TO BE SET FREE
FACE THE PAIN AND WHAT IT DID TO YOU
THERE'S NO WAY OUT...BUT THROUGH
COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: MONDAY KOFFEE KLUTCH W/ROSES
TEARS FALL LIKE RAIN
THEY DRIP IN RIVULETS
AND POUR DOWN MY FACE
THEY DANCE AS THEY FALL
INTO THE PUDDLES AT MY FEET
WILL YOUR HEART BE MY UMBRELLA
AND CLEANSE ME OF MY PAIN COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS THIS IS MY ATTEMPT AT AN ACROSTIC POEM. I HOPE I DID IT RIGHT.
Tags: SUNNY SUNDAY WITH SPIRIT FREE
WAKE MY CHILD...
WAKE...I SAY...
I COMMAND DEATH TO LOOSE IT'S GRIP...
DEATH WILL NOT CLAIM YOU THIS DAY
BREATHE MY CHILD...
TAKE MY BREATH AND FILL YOUR LUNGS...
FROM DARKNESS YOU HAVE BEEN EXILED
BEAT AGAIN STILL HEART...
FEEL THE WARM BLOOD FLOW THRU' IT'S CHAMBERS...
I LEND YOU MINE IN ORDER TO JUMPSTART
LIMBS...I COMMAND YOU TO MOVE...
REMOVE THE STIFFNESS AND FLEX AGAIN...
DON'T STOP UNTIL I APPROVE
BRAIN...YOU MAY FUNCTION AGAIN...
YOU ARE NO LONGER DORMANT AND STILL...
HEAR THE COMMAND I SEND
EYES...I COMMAND YOU TO OPEN...
YOU NO LONGER SLUMBER IN THE VOID...
YOUR NEEDED TO COMPREHEND
CHILD...DIG YOUR WAY OUT...
I'LL HELP YOU DIG OUT OF YOUR GRAVE...
AND STAY WITH YOU THROUGHOUT
MY CHILD...SIT UP...
ARISE AND WALK FROM THE GRAVEL COFFIN...
TAKE MY HAND AND I'LL LIFT YOU UP
MY CHILD...WALK AWAY FROM HERE...
WALK THIS WAY TOWARDS THE HIGHWAY...
YOUR ATTACKER IS STILL VERY NEAR
ACCEPT THIS RIDE...
LET THIS MAN TAKE YOU TO THE HOSPITAL...
I'M WITH YOU AND I'LL REMAIN AT YOUR SIDE
CHILD...LET THE DOCTORS EXAMINE YOU...
I KNOW YOU'RE SCARED AND VERY UPSET...
BUT THEY HAVE TO DO A RAPE TEST ON YOU
MY CHILD...TRY TO RELAX...
THE DOCTOR HAS TO CLEAN ALL YOUR CUT'S...
THEN STITCH THEM UP FROM THE ATTACKS
SHH...MY CHILD...I KNOW IT HURTS...
BUT IT'S A MIGHTY GASH FROM EAR TO EAR...
IT'S FULL OF BLOOD AND FULL OF DIRT
IT'S OK...JUST HOLD STILL...
THE SKIN HAS TO BE PULLED TOGETHER...
I ASSURE YOU THIS DOCTOR IS VERY SKILLED
MY CHILD...YOU HAVE TO USE THIS OXYGEN MASK...
YOUR LEFT LUNG IS PUNCTURED AND COLLAPSED...
SHH...IT'S OK...IT'S A NECESSARY TASK
REST MY CHILD...THEY'VE GIVEN YOU A SEDATIVE...
I'M RIGHT HERE AND I WILL NOT LEAVE YOUR SIDE...
IT'S OK NOW...YOU'RE SAFE...AND YOU WILL LIVE
COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS
* WHEN I WAS YOUNGER, I WAS RAPED, BEATEN AND STABBED 17 TIMES. I WAS BURIED IN A GRAVEL PIT. I DUG MY WAY OUT ONCE, AND THEN I WAS REBURIED. I DIED AND WAS LIFTED UP INTO THE BRIGHTEST, WARMEST LIGHT I'D EVER SEEN. IT WAS LIKE LOOKING AT THE SUN CLOSE UP; AND IT DIDN'T BLIND ME. I SEEN MY WHOLE LIFE PASS BEFORE ME LIKE A GIANT MOVIE SCREEN. GOD SPOKE TO ME AND I WANTED TO STAY WITH HIM; BUT HE SAID IT "WASN'T MY TIME." I LOOKED DOWN AND COULD SEE MYSELF BURIED IN MY GRAVE.
THE NEXT THING I KNOW I'M BACK IN THE COLD GROUND. THEN, WHILE I WAS BURIED IN 5-6 FEET OF DIRT AND GRAVEL; A WARM WIND STARTED BLOWING ACROSS MY FACE. IT GENTLY STIRRED MY HAIR. IT BLEW WARMTH AND LIFE BACK INTO MY DEAD BODY. GOD'S OWN BREATH BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE. I AM A MIRACLE.
THIS IS A TRUE STORY. IT'S BEEN 30+ YEARS AGO; BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET THAT NIGHT AND MY ENCOUNTER WITH GOD.
DEBBY
Tags: SONNETS SATURDAY SOUND
GATHERED AROUND THE CAMPFIRE AT THE LAKE
ARE THE FACES OF CHILDREN ALL AGLOW
ENERGETIC AND STILL SO WIDE AWAKE
PUTTING ON THEIR LITTLE TALENT SHOW
WITH A FLASHLIGHT FOR THEIR MICROPHONE
THE GIRLS BELT OUT THEIR FAVORITE SONGS
WHILE THE BOYS BEGIN TO MOAN AND GROAN
REFUSING TO STAND UP AND SING ALONG
WHEN IT'S TIME FOR THE BOYS TO COMPETE
IT TURNS INTO A FULL BLOWN COMEDY SHOW
ONE BOY LET'S ONE RIP ON THE WOODEN SEAT
FOLLOWED BY ANOTHER LOUD BLOW
THE BOYS LAUGHTER BECOMES HYSTERICAL
WHILE THE GIRLS JUST PLUG THEIR NOSE
BAKED BEANS FUELED THEIR LITTLE MUSICALE
THE GIRLS TELL THEM THAT THEY'RE GROSS
THE CRACKLING FIRE MINGLES WITH LAUGHTER
AS THE FATHERS MIMIC THEIR SONS BEHAVIOR
WHEN THE SONGS OVER MELODIES LINGER LONG AFTER
FROM THE SERENADES OF THE TROUBADOURS
AS THE FIRE DIES DOWN THE KIDS ARE ASLEEP
STICKY MARSHMALLOW FACES LOOK SO ANGELIC
THESE ARE THE MEMORIES OUR HEARTS KEEP
THE YEARS GO BY SO FAST AS THE CLOCK TICKS
THE SCARY STORIES OF GHOSTS IN THE OUTHOUSE
KEPT YOU HOLDING YOUR BLADDER TIL' MORNING
SUCH IS THE LIFE IN THE CANVAS PENTHOUSE
WHEN FAMILIES GO CAMPING
COPYRIGHT 2011
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: FRIDAY BYWAYS WITH BARBARA
I WAS BORN INTO A WORLD OF CRUELTY
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS NEGLECTED AND UNPROTECTED
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS BEATEN BLACK AND BLUE MANY TIMES
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS USED, ABUSED AND DISCARDED
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS LIED TO, LIED ABOUT
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS THE SCAPEGOAT IN MY FAMILY
BUT...I'M STILL STANDNG
I WAS TOLD I WAS WORTHLESS
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS BEATEN AS A PREGNANT WIFE
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS ABANDONED BY THOSE I LOVED
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS A VICTIM OF A HORRIFIC CRIME
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS LEFT TO DIE IN A GRAVEL GRAVE
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS STABBED 17 TIMES AND RAPED
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS BROUGHT BACK TO LIFE BY GOD HIMSELF
AND...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS ACCUSED OF "ASKING FOR IT"
BUT I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS RIDICULED, PERSECUTED AND CONDEMNED
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS TARGET PRACTICE FOR ENTERTAINMENT
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS A CHILD OF A MULTI-GENERATIONAL CURSE
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS SO LOST AND YET GOD FOUND ME
AND...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS MADE WHOLE BY JESUS
AND...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS A TERRIFIED CHILD AND WOMAN
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS TOLD "NOBODY COULD LOVE ME"
BUT...I'M STILL STANDING
I WAS AFRAID TO SPEAK OF MY ABUSE
BUT...NOW I'M STANDING UP AND SPEAKING OUT I'M NO LONGER HELD IN BONDAGE. COPYRIGHT 2007
DEBBY HARRIS
Tags: POETRY FOR EMPOWERMENT
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