Two worlds collide

Patterns are seen through my eyes
through yours, yet yours are different
They cascade like waterfalls, without
the kaleidoscope of colours
weaving through transparent drops

From darkness yours emerge, places that I
know not of, I do not feel your fear
I witness, the anger, bitterness
you who predicate you have drunk
from the poison liquid of my womb

Torn between these worlds
One I knew so well, now do not
Your world so black at times
To you I am the cause
do I know you any more?

The disdain of me or others
when your world closes in
Shall I blame you?
When the waterfall plunges to the
murky abyss, not a clear and soothing pool

Let the particles of the day fall
across my eyelids, when they finally
close tonight, so I may forget the day
To rest, cast off events, the
biting tongues, hatred glares

Let me find solace, in dreams that
may await, until a new morning
spreads it’s golden wings across
my window and hope a new
day brings us peace

copyright JMTacken 26.5.14

Not 2 peas in a pod

Pre Teen
Comic tenacious smiling reclusive angry
dancing queen mimic
words to every song known
lonely hated school

Rebellious angry heart of gold
illusory cunning madam
quick tempered and easily hurt
lover of reading

Procrastinator unconcerned attaches softhearted
untidy room indecisive
lost her way wanting friends
learning trying fighter 

Pre Teen
Friends hard to make sad
strong willed temper
perfection a must consuming
a developing artist

Insecurity self doubt fitting in
dancer messy room
superior grades university studied committed
frenzied worrier afraid

Confidence on the outside shines
inside uncertainty lingers
many friends achiever hard worker
sentimental passionate strong

The above was a challenge set to me by Amber from This was the most difficult post that I have ever written. It feels scattered but the challenge was 3 stanzas, 4 lines each, 1st line 5 words, 2nd line 3 and so forth, for 3 stages. Thank you Amber – this indeed was a hard challenge. Sorry if this doesn’t make sense to those that read..

I am describing my 2 daughters or trying to….and yes they both still have messy rooms.