Just Breathe

And so the time of day has come
Finally almost done
The trials and tests that the harsh light brings
Are now just the memory of those things
The candles are now lit
Their soft flickering soothes my tired spirit
And at last I can finally....
Just Breathe

©Dana Price

Autumn Rose

Autumn sun shimmers
as late afternoon's red hue
casts a beautiful haze
over all I see
and remnants of a beautiful Rose
dictates my view
it's petals scattered
upon the Earth
I remember still
when she bloomed
with a beauty that haunted
my heart
and I was afraid
to cut her stem
in fear of losing
a friend
Yet Autumn comes
with golden sun and stinging frosts
with a price so difficult
to comprehend
Only my tear remains
as a gorgeous petal
lays still on my palm
yet I will preserve
its wonder
that I may evoke
the splendor
that melted my soul.

©Dana Price

It's been forever since my muse took a vacation and hasn't returned :-/ But, soon, very soon

I'm Not A Statue

I am here, don't you see
I am living, I am still me
I hurt inside that you don't see
But I am living, I'm here, I am me

I am as a Statue to you
Like a granite entity
Don't I exist to you anymore?
But I am living, I'm here, I am me

Perfect I will never be
No one is, not even you, you see
Seems I am as a Statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me

Why do you think I always have to be?
Happy and carefree, I have many worries
Seems I am a statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me

You never anymore even notice me
The deep wounds I live with daily
Seems I am a statue to you
But I am living, I'm here, I am me

A statue only stands there
No words, no tears, no smile to see
Even a statue needs to be noticed and
I am living, I'm here, I am me

Middle of the dark night, now alone again
The ink from my pen bleeds out dry
How strange, I thought a statue
Couldn't write, or feel or cry

My tears again flow freely, now in the dark
My deepest pain and sorrow, no one sees
That I am not a statue, made of stone
I am living, I'm here, I am me.

©Dana Price

Wishes
I wish everyday
The sky was clear blue
Then I wish for clouds
And raindrops too
Then after the rain
I wish for a rainbow's hues
To cover the Heavens
For the world to view
I wish for Peace
For all mankind
For days that are quiet
And nights that are kind
I wish for minds
Free of worry and fear
And hearts so gentle
To love and to cheer
I wish for wealth
No, not money or fame
Only for a wealth of happiness
Life is precious, not a game
But most of all
I wish for Love
A gentle touch, for all mankind
From God above

© Dana Price

November 4th, 2014

The Men In Gucci Suits OR How I Watched America Die!

Some ask why I stay in a very small bubble
They question so much until I say
The other huge place you call society
I care not to be part of that decay
The darkened, ugly secrets
The corpses, dead , maggot ridden
Rotting, stinking, loathsome
That is this world today!
They cheer when we go to war
Go to the place of death, disease
Bravo to the ones who send
Them to the bloody, cockroach, stench filled gutter
It sickens me to watch you
Your cheers of glee and support
Nothing you would do yourself
Oh no, to that you wouldn't resort
But send in the band and ammo
Have no worries when you do
Drink another glass of Champagne
There in your Gucci suit
With your silver headed cane
There on the sidewalk you see
What you find so easy to ignore
The one who has been to where
Your first whore came from before
The only companion that will be seen tonight
Is laying right beside
Trying to get warm and keep
The one he loves warm too
You sicken me, all of you
Who turn your backs so easily on
The one who lays there, shivering or sweating
Who fought when ordered, from dark on through the dawn
Let sleeping does lie, is that what it is
You cowards, you filthy lying scum
Yet that one is proud, the medals say it's so
Trampled through a jungle or desert for you
Now you just forget them, let them go
Then send in the new dogs
The ones you haven't yet beaten down
If they make it back, bringing their own hell too
Again, you will turn your backs
That is just what you do
So, sleep with the blood and disease tonight
On your hands of which you pretend you don't know
May your flesh rot from your bones slowly
It's what you're doing to us, we can't even say No!
God help us all, for your mistakes
That we were not allowed to stop
I whisper a prayer that all of us
Will see your maggot ridden body finally drop!!

©Dana Price

2014