Trying to get this started

Hello everyone,
I'm still working on this site... Im new to blogging in this manner. I am posting my poems and things of that nature at the moment but I would also like to blog about the everyday goings on in my life and in Philly. There are alot of interesting things good and bad that go on around here lol. I also have alot to talk about in other areas and would love to know the opinion of other , poets, writers, artist, dancers , moms , dads , well just about anyone who would relate to a certain subject matter. So with that I will log off so please bare with me friends and hopefully readers..., as we take this journey called life together.... because its too short to go it alone. ;) Have a beautiful holiday weekend .... Im for one going to The PA Poconos Mountains ... I was invited by friends and Im trilled , I will be missing a free concert with Earth, Wind and Fire on the  Benjamin Franklin Parkway... and I LOVE them, but I need the peace and good company , I may even get a write in...l. Ok off for now... Have a good one . Thank you
Debbie

LETTING GO

Letting Go

I released my problems with exhausted breathlessness

as if helium was the magic ingredient.

A secret whisper with years of frustrations entering

each colored balloon.

Up they go one by one with a wisp of my breath each

one floating on clouds of fate and hope.

The breezy feeling of it all comparable to that of a refreshing

shower washing my troubles down the drain.

Anointed beads of forgiveness beat gently on my face.

Each delicate vessel holds a different pain.

A distinguishable emotion that has caused me distress,

anxiety, misery , sorrow.

I let them go filled with doubt and heavy heart, freeing

me from disillusions that have held me captive.

What a daunting task for these fragile creatures filled

with my manifestations of anguish.

Some may make their way back down to me from time

to time , that’s life.

Now I close my eyes breath in then out filling my spheres

of freedom, cross my fingers and then ……….

LET GO !!!!!!!!

By: Debbie Kelly

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SILVERY LINES

SILVERY LINES

Cresting waves crash

Crescent moon stands

Half way here mid way

there

In those fine silvery lines

is where I see you , you

look back I blink your

gone

Blue moon, Red sun

Gray sky, Purple haze

Save me from my

Thoughts

Are you really there?

Stay! GO! Move on

Towards the clouds

Come Back

Through the fabric

There is a tear

Just enough to see

You

Just a strand of light

In there between night

beyond the matter silver

You Wait

Here in the glow

Of the earth until

sun meets moon

is where I am

When thread gives

To wind separate

Heart , mind ,soul

Body

Hushed Breaths

Eyes Closed

Dark meets light

I will see you

Again

Debbie Mills Kelly

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Hot Child In The Summer Urban Dwelling

Hot Child In the Summer Urban Dwelling

The city streets are buckling under the  sticky smoldering heat.

Urban life at this moment can be so draining while tensions are

high. People stop,wipe the sweat from their brow as they attempt

to inhale and breath. "Hey I heard that wheeze from across the street Tony". 

Heat choking the life out of us like a looming marauding monster.

Beads drip from angry faces while tempers flare, sirens roar in a city

of despair. Yes Will Smith's song "Summer Time" and the spark of

nostalgia from BBQ's help but its still Spring. 

If you have the money you can take a drive down the Jersey shore

or to the Poconos cooling peaks.

A place to breath without choking pollution, heat advisory's and the smells of

unidentfied unknown origins. Don't get me wrong there are allot of redeaming

quaitly's of summer in the city as well.

Dinning alfresco, summer concerts, water ice, open fire plugs, Mister softy

and block parties. Small reliefs of the constant three wheelers screeching 

down the Blvd, fighting nieghboors, and relentless driping humidty.

As they say here on the east coast "If it werent for the humidity I

wouldnt mind the heat". Sure you wouldnt ( wink)

Windows opened as the baby across the alley way crys and the guy

next door yells at his girlfriend while she fires back screaming

like a fish wife. The poor are getting thier relief from a rubber hose

spraying water and the rich are relaxing in the Hamptons.  Well I guess

if I had it like that I would enjoy it too, then again I more

likey would open a home for battered women and children, build the 

pool there.  Shit how I wish I had it like that.

I suposse theres no sense in complaining about the heat,  just write 

it out the best way I know how to deal.  So excuse me while I leave

you now to step onto cool tiles of the tub, turn on the crystal clear

water and wash the clamy sticky heat down the drain. Into the Delaware

river of redemption as I take my  sixth shower of the day (wink) .

By : Debbie Mills Kelly