Monday, April 28, 2014

Poem: No Apology

No Apology

By: Joi Maree Flowers

Apologize for falling in love
I will not

Who are you to tell me
That this gift I was given
Is a fault

Who are you to tell me
Because it is not you
In love I should be not

How selfish of you
How wrong of you

Telling everyone that I've changed
And you're right I have
Just not in the negative way that I've been portrayed

I've changed in becoming a better woman
To someday become a Wife
To one day become a Mother

As his Partner in life and love

As a woman proud to raise my head high
And not the kind to walk with it down
Feeling burdened by the wonders of if I


But did not

So I did
And I became
Better than what you "Friend" limited me to

But to you change is bad

Because it's me and not you

Now you expect me to apologize
For being who I am
I refuse and will not

I will continue to love
And live
As I am doing now

Whether you like it or not
Is not my problem or concern
To entertain

Just don't expect an apology from me to ever be sent your way

Friday, April 25, 2014

Poem: Peace


By: Joi Maree Flowers

We smile when a child is born
But cry when a loved one dies

But why

When we are to do
Just the opposite

Human nature I guess

This world is so corrupted
That the only peace lies is Heaven

The newborn child doesn't know this yet but will learn in time that Earth is

Plagued with dysfunction
Injected with hate

Only the peacefulness of death from it can we escape

But of death we are also afraid
As we don't want to leave behind those whom we love

On the battlefields of earth

But our calling cannot be delayed
As we must answer in that second

When heaven comes knocking and calls our name

To be sent to the joy of awaited peace
Though that means leaving loved ones behind to fight

As it is not yet their time to be called

To paradise
To feel the bliss of home

Though one day we all will again

Join one another
Where we won't ever again say goodbye

And never again leave one behind

Monday, April 21, 2014

Poem: Outside And In

Outside And In

By Joi Maree Flowers

Night showers made the tears fall harder
Together making small puddles on the ground both outside and in

Like the surprise of the coming storm
She too did not know a down pour was headed her way

No warning to take shelter from the cold drench
No reason to believe that the sun would be overshadowed by grey skies

As darkness surrounded the halls of her home
Though earlier it beamed with light

No word as to why
Confusion shook her hand

As she tried to find the answer in the silence of her space
While holding the left behind key

Which was cold
As like the brushing winds outside

Seated on the floor
Rocking back and forth

Forth and back
Rocking with her arms around her legs and her chin to her knees

Covered in tears
Hugged by the cold air

Waiting for the answer to tell her
Of the reason why love left her

With no warning
With no reason

But the only response she received
Was thunder and rain

The same sound of her heart breaking
As the tears fell harder

Friday, April 18, 2014

Poem: To The Altar

To The Altar
By: Joi Maree Flowers

She went to the altar to lay her burdens down
On her knees at the altar to lay her burdens down

Admitting to her wrongs
Praying for forgiveness

To wash her sins from her soul
And receive the grace of God

She went to the altar to lay her burdens down
On her knees at the altar to lay her burdens down

So her darkness can be cast aside
And give way for her light to shine

Monday, April 14, 2014

Poem: Like Hell (it hurts)

Like Hell (it hurts)

By: Joi Maree Flowers

Recovery was suppose to be easy
But that lie matched the one which cut the wound
Deeper than a scratch
Wider than a nickel
Placed in the middle of the heart
That didn't asked to be torn
By deception
By anger
In the so-called name of love
From the one called love

Who melted the gleam of infatuated eyes into fallen tears
Who left a once filled home empty of its everlasting hope
Who reversed the foundation meant to be built on trust
By burning it down to ashes of lies

Hurt was never meant to be the option
Though now revenge is the plan
Revenge to make the one who brought on the pain
Feel it worst than its victim

Monday, April 7, 2014

Poem: Grown Children

Grown Children
By: Joi Maree Flowers

I remember the time when the words of the parental figures
Were listened to
And obeyed

There was no talk back
No sucking of the teeth
No slamming of the doors
No stomping away
Without the firm hand of discipline
Meeting the bottom of the stubborn

Children honored their elders
And questioned not the orders of them


There are children
Who heed not the words of their elders
For their way is thought to be better
And the words of their superiors are laughed at

For they refuse to be govern by
Matriarch rule

As the absent of Fathers
Left the responsibility to Mothers
Who can not raise a boy into a Man
Nor teach a daughter as to how to love one

Has left the child
To learn outside the foundation of the home
Becoming he or she's own
Parental figure

As the days where the strengthen of the home
That raised honorable children
Has been weakened by the change of the dynamics
Of the foundation that with the passing of time has crumbled into dust

Growing up children faster than their age allowed
Becoming responsible for themselves
Without the want or need of the figures whom they were born from

Friday, April 4, 2014

Poem: As Before

As Before

By: Joi Maree Flowers

Remind us that we were once one
At one point
Before the war
Destroyed our joy

That we did love
Before the hate
Sent us walking into tomorrow

That there was a time
When forever was promised
That those vows that were said
Were spoken from unbroken hearts

Remind us
Of us in the before time
As maybe there is hope
To be as before

In this time