POEMS - T TO Z
Teaching Moment Am I right or wrong? After all, as the crow flies Who's ever totally right? Or completely wrong? Ultimately, as we Beat around the bush Who truly knows? Who really cares? ©2024 Gisele Marasca 05/06/24 ============================================================= Tell Me Tell me what you feel, and if you feel Please decide what you want from me Let me know how much you think of us If you plan, if you also dream and fantasize Explain why sometimes you hide from me Why you feel you can’t be yourself with me Say what you mean, feel what you say And don’t think I couldn’t understand Show yourself to me without fear I would hurt myself before I’d hurt you Believe and you will find the best in me I can already see so much in you Still I know the best is yet to come The Universe in its inevitable wisdom Made us meet, made us want to share We are letting small things get in our way I feel so lost not knowing where you are So tell me if you just want to play For while you choose if you want to go I can tell you I am already there ©2001 Gisele Marasca 01/17/01 ============================================================= Thank You * Thank you for the uncertainty which makes me search for answers; For the ignorance which compels me to learn; Thank you for the struggles which make me grow; For the sorrow which gives me depth; Thank you for the doubts and indecisions which cause me to think, choose and take action; For the courage which drives me to take risks; Thank you for glimpses of beauty when ugliness surrounds me; For light in the darkness; For air, for earth, for water For the burning fire within; For trust, for beliefs, for faith; For the friends I can be myself with; For everything corny, mushy and over the top; For love! Thank you for the love in me and for the love around me; Thank you for first times and second chances; Thank you for fleeting moments and long pauses; Thank you for smiles and laughs and music; For hopes and dreams, For inspiration, For passion, For ecstasy, For life! Thank you for me. ©2000 Gisele Marasca * Published as part of the anthology Poets Unleashed, compiled by Ron Cross ============================================================= That Special Place This is too gradual, almost stagnant And I can’t slow down my heart beat I do not want to be cautious I can’t stand to be patient I need to soar, even if That will mean falling harder Let me be extreme For once, catch up with me Don’t make me wait For a better place, A convenient time, A stronger frame of mind I don’t care what else you do I don’t mind who else you need I just need to be there somehow In that special place, just for me ©2001 07/31/01 Gisele Marasca ============================================================= The Difference Say it once, say it again Repeat it as much as you want I call tell you it will make no difference It won’t change anything It won’t add anything Nor will it take it away If you hadn’t just said it, but acted on it It might just have made all the difference Gisele Marasca ©2001 04/12/01 ============================================================= The Game Mistrust Mischief Yes or no Maybe not I don’t know Truth or dare You don’t care Sweet surrender Filled with fear You are near But so far So detached And professional Dealing your cards Playing the game Young or old It’s all the same Stalking your prey Hiding your knife Smiling, alluring Such a pretty sight Sacrificial lamb On your vanity altar No guilt, no shame It’s all the same Fun is the game You sit there Inviting me in But it’s dark inside And danger lurks Behind your sweet eyes ©2000 Gisele Marasca ============================================================= The Miser * I knew a man who spared his feelings As if they were shillings; He collected them one by one Until there were none Just lying around (they were all underground); He buried them very deep, Under such a colossal heap, That nobody could see them; He didn’t show or share them, Not allowing even a peek He never let anyone near; For he had so much fear, And that only made him weak. One day I had to ask him (Because I needed to know): “All those beautiful feelings you had After all, where did they go?” “O, you can’t leave feelings lying around So I collected them, one by one; They are all buried deep underground; I hid them all, until there were none.” “What is so precious about your feelings That you try to spare them like shillings? They are buried alive in a tomb; Do you not feel all numb? Why can’t you see? Feelings are for those Who know how to use them And even abuse them, if need be.” But he wouldn’t hear of it; He just went on fearing it And tried to pass his fear to me So that I would not see. So I left him alone, All by himself, to groan About his precious feelings, Which he saved as shillings, And tried to hide from me Just because I could see. ©2000 Gisele Marasca * Published as part of the anthology Poets Unleashed, compiled by Ron Cross ============================================================= The One Not Chosen You say I was the one who left You accuse me of making you go To you, it was I who let you down But at least I did let you know It was not an endless process I didn’t make you wait forever For a promise, a sign of hope ’Til you felt the meaning of never And I showed you what I needed And I begged you to understand You preferred to close your eyes Instead of holding my hand So this moment is finally frozen And just between you and me At this crossroad I’ll always be, Sadly, the one not chosen ©2001 Gisele Marasca 04/19/01 ============================================================= The Real Deal I’m it The real deal Raw, unpolluted Strong, undiluted Flavorful, too rich Not plain or subtle, nor faint No excuses or explanations I am it What you see What you feel In your face, In your way, in your life Whether you can deal with it or not I’m it The real deal ©2005 Gisele Marasca 04/10/05 ============================================================= Thinking of You It’s so late The flower you gave me Withers a little Standing lonely in a glass And I’m here, thinking of you Nothing original, nothing new A little trite, even, But true It’s so late I’m very tired But I just can’t fall asleep I burn, I toss and turn I’m still here, thinking of you Nothing original, nothing new A little trite, even, But true It’s so late And I ache for your touch I miss your kisses The look in your eyes And oh, how I long for you Nothing original, nothing new A little trite, even, But true ©2001 07/29/01 Gisele Marasca ============================================================= Uncomplicated Moment That uncomplicated moment Right after newly lovers first join Before middle names and favorite colors Before the long history and longer stories Before painful pasts and fearful futures Before rules and expectations Before plans and commitments Before uncertainties and errors Before disappointments and failures Before distance, separation and loss After life, before death That uncomplicated, pure, simple moment ©2022 Gisele Marasca 09/03/22 ============================================================= Unwrap Me Wake me Unleash me Unwrap me Protect me As I completely come undone Hold tight as you help me breathe Wait for me while seeking my core Give me space to move, but Don’t allow me to run and hide Don’t listen to the voice Don’t believe the words Ignore the tears Just feel the Heart, As it expands and Wraps around Your Soul ©2006 Gisele Marasca 07/26/06 ============================================================= Waiting Always waiting For the perfect moment For a brighter day For the right way For a better life Always waiting Until it feels right Until it can be done Until it becomes safe Until it is too late Always waiting In the rain In the darkness In my thoughts In my dreams Waiting, always Wanting too much Needing so little Hoping for more Missing the signs Waiting for you Waiting for me Waiting for us to be ©2000 Gisele Marasca Vertical Divider
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What I Am I am that what I am What you see is what you get I am too much, I’m over the top I accept few limits, have practically no stops I am blunt, sharp, piercing My truth hits like a lightening punch I will seek you, corner you, intimidate you Understand you before you are ready to be known I will haunt you, taunt you, challenge and thrill you Cause you to push your own limits While seeking your own perfection I will submit as I dominate you And I will make you wonder, dream, smile You will find you can take me or leave me But you can never change one fact I am that what I am ©2005 Gisele Marasca 12/04/05 ============================================================= When? Then, when? If not now, if ever, when? I’m weak from hoping Tired from waiting Cynical for being proven wrong I feel sad For starting to lose faith For finding it harder to believe And asking myself the same Old questions Until they begin to sound meaningless When, then? Let me know when, even if Never So I can finally sleep ©2003 Gisele Marasca 06/14/03 ============================================================= Where Am I? Where did I go? Where have I run to hide, When am I coming back? I have been missing for a long time now I have lost my ways My path walks blindly ahead as I try to follow its lead Pretending that I know Where to go, what to do, who to be Afraid to ask for help, terrified of letting others know That it’s all a performance, A badly rehearsed show ©2004 Gisele Marasca 03/15/04 ============================================================= Where Is My Place? * How can I keep feeling strong and alive when I am surrounded by creatures who are weak and half dead? How can I pursue my dreams when those around me let theirs die little by little, day by day, compromising here, conceding there, until there is nothing left? How can I find my truth when they insist on living their lies? How can I believe when the world has lost its faith? How can I feel good about myself when I see such sadness and despair on the faces that surround me? How can I strive to be happy in the middle of so much pain and misery? How can I try to build a new world when there is decadence all around me? How can I change my reality when people prefer to retreat in their fantasies? How can I fight it if every one else chooses to give up? How can I be when most barely subsist? And when I am drunk with life, how can I ignore the thirsty? And when my light burns the eyes of those who will not see, And my passion plagues the passionless, And my vitality exasperates those with cold, stiff limbs, And my knowledge frightens the ignorant, And my insight threatens the alienated, And my generosity awakens suspicion, And my gracefulness causes envy, And my free spirit offends the narrow-minded, And my confidence brings insecurity, And my courage arouses fear, And when I am despised for being different, And the love in me provokes hatred, Then where will I go, what will I do? Where is my place? ©2000 Gisele Marasca * Published as part of the anthology Poets Unleashed, compiled by Ron Cross ============================================================= Who Was it me, was it you? What was it we did, What didn’t we do? Who is really to blame, Who caused all this pain? Who started this cycle, Who finished the game? Who avoided the question, And would take no suggestion? Was it you who ran away, Or was it I who refused to stay? I ask, as we say goodbye and kiss, Was there ever a point to this? ©2001 Gisele Marasca 04/02/01 ============================================================= Without Lies I need a man Who can offer himself to me Without shame, without lies A whole man Who has no need to change stories Or history Who can give all of himself Not just scraps of life Leftovers I want a man Who can honor me And be honored by me A man who understands That it takes more than one night One moment Who won’t repeat the same Tired words To another tired face A man I can believe A man I can love Without shame, without lies ©2004 Gisele Marasca 01/12/04 ============================================================= You There is life There’s light, air There’s sound and color And then there’s you Still you There is inspiration There’s a path, several goals So many choices And then there’s you Only you There is shift There’s change, growth There’s revolution, even And then there’s you Again you There is love There’s romance, passion There’s true friendship And then there’s you, and You, and you Simply, completely You ©2006 Gisele Marasca 08/02/06 ============================================================= You And Me (For R.) You and me Together Me and You At times apart You, me For better, for worse The two of us, Often as one Me and you Forever It’s you and me, babe Always ©2023 Gisele Marasca 05/17/23 ============================================================= You Came From out of the dark, into the light you came slowly, smiling, glowing eyes so bright you came as a surprise you came and lifted me up high with your contagious joy not even knowing it not realizing the power of your presence, your being, yourself from out of the shadows calling my name you came arms open this time, this once you came hopefully to stay ©2005 Gisele Marasca 01/29/05 ============================================================= You Deserve Your Fate * If you feel unhappy but do not change your ways You deserve your Fate. If you ignore the crossroads And remain on the wrong path You deserve your Fate. If you close your eyes so that you will not see You deserve your Fate. If you can’t bear the truth And hide behind your lies You deserve your Fate. If you retreat into fantasy instead of striving to change your reality You deserve your Fate. If you are afraid of the future so you cling to your past You deserve your Fate. If you are not brave enough to break free and you grow content with your prison You deserve you Fate. If you suffer quietly not to make waves You deserve your Fate. If you allow external pressures to silence your heart You deserve your Fate. If you confuse guilt with duty You deserve your Fate. If you blame others for your own fears You deserve your Fate. And if you accept, justify and pretend If you compromise, concede and surrender If you trade off your dreams for temporary comfort And if you think peace will come from avoiding the battle Then, my friend, You deserve your Fate. ©2000 Gisele Marasca * Published as part of the anthology Poets Unleashed, compiled by Ron Cross ============================================================= You In Me You woo me with passion You sooth me with love You carry me away You take me apart And put me back together So fresh, so new So knowing, so true You move me, remove me Then slowly calm me down As you draw me back in You unsettle me To then offer me haven You tease me, you appease me You intoxicate and infatuate me You touch me like the wind And impress on me like a rock You see me, you understand You want me to be who I am You emancipate me As you totally captivate me You are giving me so much Just to leave me wanting more And more and more of you in me ©2001 Gisele Marasca 09/20/01 ============================================================= You Would Think You would think I'd be closer to loving myself, relying on myself, being able to surrender, having more faith in God and in the divine process, and having no fear. But here I am again; sick again, afraid again feeling alone again. Sorry for myself. Again. ©2006 Gisele Marasca 04/03/06 ============================================================= Your Eyes I know your eyes From so long ago, before time Before memories of this life You loving eyes Have followed me through eternity A constant reminder of who we are Why we are here Your smiling eyes Speak volumes Envelop me in their serenity Accompany me through my doubts, My fears, my lonely moments Your shining eyes Do so much more Than guiding me back And bringing me home They make me feel As if I had never left ©2006 Gisele Marasca 07/28/06 ============================================================= Your Light (To P.Q.) Open that heart No need to fear No need to hide I can see the life in your eyes Blurred by sadness I could wish you find love Or I could give you mine But all you need is within you If you believe it or not Light is a choice As everything else All you have to do Is to turn on that switch Once again (Yes; just like that.) ©2004 Gisele Marasca 05/23/04 
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