Journals
Monday,Jul 24 2006, 07:00:25 AMOn The Edge
On The Edge
Ducking down
to avoid the rage
meant for THEM
but thrown at me
I sit on the edge
Hiding behind
fancy poems or
unfinished prose
to escape
pointless conversation
I sit on the edge
Watching you suffer
my hand is refused
my love cannot cure
my words salt your wounds
I sit on the edge
You think my smiles
are a mockery
of your tormented soul
comfortable
in the company
of its demons
you stay just out of reach
I sit on the edge
You mistake me
for a mindless fool
because I choose
not to step in bullshit
You see my strength
as denial
You forget what
connects us
and go to bed
without me
I sit on the edge
I sit on the edge
of who I am,
wondering:
should I jump into
the stagnant pool
of hopelessness
just to keep you company?
© 2006 Rhonda Lee Richoux
Sunday,Jul 23 2006, 07:13:59 AMChanged By Love: A Personal Manifesto
Changed By Love
A Personal Manifesto
I've had bad things happen to me in my life, but I will not use that as an excuse to act badly.
I choose to get my energy from the goodness I've been exposed to. I choose not to feed on the negative forces that have surrounded me at different times in my life.
I choose love over hate, not because I am naive and innocent, but because I've seen what hate does to a soul. I will not have that inside me!
I will respect my elders, because they have tread the path before me and made it easier.
I will respect my peers, because I know we each have our battles to fight, our obstacles to overcome, our heartaches.
I will respect the children and young adults in my life, because they still have to travel the hard parts that are behind me now. I offer myself to them to lead when they need guidance, and to serve when they are broken.
I will live my life as honestly as I can, reflecting daily on my actions and my motives to see if I could have done things differently and achieved a better result. I will always strive for better results, even in those small things that no one else will ever see.
On the other hand....
I will not be so uptight about my life that I forget how to smile, how to laugh, how to forgive, how to apologize, how to rest, how to dance, how to have a water fight, how to love my cat even when I have to scoop up her shit.
I am happy because I choose to be.
I am beautiful because I choose to see myself that way.
I am content to embrace my imperfections. In my youth, I always held myself up to an impossible standard, and set myself up for one failure after another. I refuse to do that to myself ever again.
This life is not long, it is not easy, but it is the only life I have. As Jimi Hendrix once said, "I'm the one that's gotta die when it's time for me to die, so let me live my life the way I want to." (If 6 was 9)
I choose to believe in God, to love my country, to look for the lesson in every trial, to look for the good in every person.
I refuse to be changed by evil. I choose to be changed by love.
Rhonda Lee Richoux 2004


