Wednesday, April 27, 2011

With Candy Coated Sugar Lips

With Candy Coated Sugar Lips


You Spoke~
Sometimes through,
Smiles wide eyed,
Sometimes through,
 Manufactured tears,
Sometimes through,
 Jokes and giggling.
Your claim to fame,
 Brought a 'Center Stage,'
Headlining performance,
Lyrics sung or lines read,
Chapter and verse perfectly,
To your bait fed.
Rising and falling,
With tension and peaks.
Dialog never changing.
 All manner of fantasy
   A Nasty tale regarding me,
Your tired needful theme.

I watched amazed,
  As you fixed, the same details,
Of the same mistakes,
Mechanically driven,
Manically rehearsed,
Through Candy Coated Sugar Lips

To my surprise,
 Each night applause, 
Erupt from your audience.
Willing they are,
To hear the same 
Old spit out blues and tunes.

The Highlight
When the crowds participate,
Singing along or "spoil"
'The Story'
Lines their favorites,
Raced ahead , someone always says,,
Begging for a 'Encore'

Tossing you expensive roses, 
 With Ovations pleading,
"Come back, Stay,
"Give us more a little more"

Graciously you clutch,
Bundles ~
  Of Stems and Thorns,
Sniffing while Sniffling
Bleeding fingers,
Covered in sequined gloves
Through Candy Sugar Coated Lips
"Thank you's"
Blowing wispy kisses
"I love you"s

 A tear or two,
This time even I think true,
  Tossing the roses away,
  Once buzzing numb, with laughter,
There I was,
Below the Balcony,
Underground and guarded,
With the truth,
 Threatening your grand finale,
 With the truth,
In Pale Thin Dry Lips
To expose you!

Committed to Love and Loyalty,
I wore the  straightjacket with honors,
 Standing firm,
Allowing you your turn,
I chose to pardon you,
Blaming folly and youth.

 I grew comfortable,
For a time,
In my given role,
Beneath muddy waters,
 Perfecting drowning~ 
In a murky grave,
Cemented in buckets of mud,
 You poured on me.
  Your added final touch,
"Just in case"~
Your discarded roses,
Brought to my arms,
 Received Safely
With Wishful sentiments,
You thanked me for Silence,
Pounds of petals covering me.
Through soggy thorns,
I saw you pray,
Through Candy Coated Sugar Lips

Petals Saturated,
   Aged through years growing fine,
  Nourished in dressing room gossip,
Remained  for me a Fragrant Bath

What you discarded,
I clung too lovingly,
 The aroma potent,
Encouraging me,
To come to my senses,
 No longer drifting.

 Willing I was,
To be the needed 'stink',
To make your life complete,
Believing you so well,
I avoided my own skin,
For the pungent smell.

From Candy Coated  Sugar Lips,
Your prayers and gifts of red velveteen,
 One day as you visited ,
I caught a whiff,
And you knew too.

 Revelations came in Isolation,
I vowed. I would not sink ,
Never for you again,
 Would I settle.
Never for you again
 Would I fold myself up in torn petals.

I remember the moment,
I saw the first flickering lights,
 From the Horizon,
Between Morning and Night,
  I saw My Life,
Waiting for me

The Truth
Through Candy Coated Sugar Lips
You lied and lied and lied,
Attempting to~
Destroy me,
 Attempting to~
Take My Life  and My Family
And now ~
I can finally say,
Through Healthy Plump Lips
With confidence,
I see you clearly
~ Criminally Dangerous~
You will always be!
  I vow to rise to the surface,
Through all the mud,
 All who see,
Beautifully clean,

Innocent and Strong,
Dazzling with Tranquility
  As the Lotus~
I Thrive!

Through Candy Coated Sugar Lips
The Molasses drippings
 Were always a tad too rich..
To  believe,
All that shine,
Gave You Away

 ©2011,MtMJA, Mosaic Poetry
(Maria AStrid,Jade,Toni Collab)

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Home Wrecker

Home Wrecker

Before you laid eyes on me,
Before you knew how to plot or scheme,
I knew you~
Like sperm knows to race to a fertile egg,
You lay in wait, to pounce and displace.
I knew you~
  Daring to trust and care for you,
Continuing to love you in heartfelt truth.
I knew you~
Would at large, dangerous always remain,
Disguised as sweet in acid rain.
I knew you ~
In the  filter of my memory forever  would stay,
    Your Heart encased in Vanilla Cinnamon, Lavender Honey,
'Home wrecker'
I knew you~
As you methodically destroyed hopes and dreams,
Smiling, lying  through bright sharp white teeth.
 l knew you~
Would slow down to point out mine and others blame,
Without a moment of  your own shame.
I knew you~
 Came with many warnings.
In dreams you came,
Into my Net I caught you always,
I knew you~
Studied all your moves within the weave,
Watched you struggle to decieve
I knew you~
   Came creeping in the night
I set you free  into the light.


 ©MtMJA, 2011, Mosaic Poetry, (AStrid & Toni Collab)

Generational Curse

Generational Curse

Into this world,
We arrive,
Assisted or not~
Blissfully unaware,
   We go,
 Assisted or not,
Tell of the Journey,
Evident or not,
With hope,
In happiness,
Brief ~
Are the miseries
We will meet,
 Foolish Tourists we are,
Knowing the dangers,
 Some are own making,
 Through blood flow,
To Life,
The Age Old Secret,
Carries its own  adventures,
To Overcome
The goal~
 To crack the code,
 Generational Curses,
 Embedded  within,
 We pass on,
Through the ages,
Claiming Innocence.
© MtMJA,2011,Mosaic Poetry- AStrid

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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Time to Blog Intro Welcome to Life Through Mosaic Eyes

 I decided to write a little, since we The Mosaics have had this blog up for a while now.  I also  decided to make it more defined and public, for clarity' sake. It has become allot I have written, in this "Intro"which is usually the case as "self -editors" add too instead of taking away,  regarding Intro's  and purpose..hmm

Most all The Mosaics a group I live with have to say public about Multiplicity or what people commonly have  known as MPD  now called DID can be found on our shared You tube channel.The Mom Series ~ The Misunderstanding of Multiplicity 

This is where we each share some of our life experiences, together and history, along with the  following  of all "media portrayals" depicting Multiplicity.  However many members of the Mosaics do not VLOG public on video and feel more comfortable writing, weather in poetry or in their own personal Essays, commentary or journals paper or computer.

MPD/DID the M.O.M Series Representaion of Mosaic Gang

This is the first video "Representation" Mosaics  did to try to express our life  together. Obviously for many Mosaics and multiple groups  images help to show  how we see ourselves and others For many groups a Video Representation of their group in a shared body is a first and liberating step, as liberating as journal-ing and signing their own names to journals, diaries, letters, blogs,poems , art work.. This can be a first step to saying public My name  IS..

This was made in 2008 originally and edited later for more accurate images, and a attempt to fix some spelling Text slide errors, adding 3  segments of images and music choices.

Some of the Main people or what some call "alters"  who are "out" most, co-conscious always and what some call "co-running" together our represented here with images they chose and text. Later the  Mosaics attempted a video to describe what its like moving from Inside to outside.I will post that video next. For now, for  many this video remains our best  explanation of our love and wishes  for life and thanks to Family , loved ones and friends.

Astrid and Mosaics