Connie's Poems on SNAPVINE (Voice Blogs)

Love or Money

Love or Money

No kids, nice car

No car, nice kids

No matter how you look at it, it only comes down to love or money ...

Heart of gold, eternal friends

Cold-hearted with gold, heartbreaking disaster

No matter how you look at it, it only comes down to love or money ...

Nice house, no warmth inside

No place to call home, warm-hearted

No matter how you look at it, it only comes down to love or money ...

No shoes, loving heart

No patience, hardened heart

No matter how you look at it, it only comes down to love or money ...

We all have choices in life - do yourself some good and choose love - you will never regret it.


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Cursed For Life

Cursed For Life

Cursed for life, this is me

I do not expect you to comprehend my insanity

From the day I was conceived I was already a living curse

And to the day I met him, things would be doomed to get much worse

Cursed for life, this is me

There is no turning back, I must plea

The air I breathe is heavy and polluted

And my cry for help has been left undisputed

Cursed for life, this is me

I can no longer be who I wanted to be

I always give with nothing given back

For my sorrow has been hidden from all attacks

Cursed for life, this is me

I will keep this curse sacred for eternity



Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

My Father

My Father

He sees the good in me each and every day

He never leaves me alone no matter what I say

He encourages me when I am sad

He is who I call, "Dad"

He knows my mistakes before I have made them

He forgives me when I fall away from him

He is sure to love me unconditionally

He brings the balance to my reality

He is the only one who has not given up

He created life inside me and called it 'love'

He is my Father, the one I cherish

He is my protector, the one in my marriage

He never gives you up without a fight

He will always love you even when you're not right

He is my Father, even after I die

He is your Father too, even if you deny


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Goodbye Forever

Goodbye Forever

You'll never know the torture I carry

You've never heard my cries

You don't know me like you think you do

You only see what you want to see

But when you look deeper into my soul

You will see a cry like no other

You will see a devoted love like no one else can

For my love is real and true

And my sinful pain consistently shadows my every move

I cry when I think of the loss

I cry when I find my strength again

It never completely leaves my heart

I have yet to know what the release from it will bring

A piece of me dies a little each time I think of you

And I must stop the agony it brings me

I must move on

I must forget you ever showed me love

I can't give myself another day of your dark silence

But each day I become stronger

For my strength is my eternal hope

I will never forget you

But I will continue to forgive you

I know my destiny now

And I see where I need to be

Hello for now

Goodbye forever


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Dead Inside

Dead Inside

All alone with all she fears

So numb and cold from all the tears

She hides the truth way deep inside

For fear of dying an unhappy life

If they really cared, she could begin to breathe

But her breath releases her from their insanity

She knows He awaits her arrival

But her hardened heart must first learn to fall

She must be dead inside

Because she has nothing left to hide


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Spring Comes & Spring Goes

Spring Comes & Spring Goes

I've lived a hard life - believe me, I would know. . .

Spring comes & Spring goes

I've told myself many times "Just go with the flow. . . "

Spring comes & Spring goes

I've made choices that nobody else knows. . .

Spring comes & Spring goes

The pain in my heart just grows and grows. . .

Spring comes & Spring goes

They say that Spring means new beginnings - but they don't tell you those same beginnings may end painfully slow. . .

Spring comes & Spring goes

Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Strength Fading

Strength fading. . .

Cut knuckles
Blood sweat
Hot and cold pain
Physicians uncaring prescriptions
Cure & pain
Car parts
Walmart
Bounced check
Child cries
Clothes don't fit
Worn out shoes
Ingrown toe nail
Clouds above

A kiss to renew.

Strength fading. . .


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

What is Poetry?

Poetry is more than just rhyming and prose in meters and verse. It is an art form. It is something that can not be judged by its cover and can not be criticized to the point where it just "sucks." Poetry is about expression. Poetry expresses the way we feel about a certain subject through imagery and other senses. It helps us deal with our daily life, be it good or bad.

The emotion which is put within each meter brings it to life. A poem without emotion is not a poem at all but simply prose. Poetry is what makes us feel happy or sad, mad or gleeful, loving or broken hearted. Poetry is life through words. It does not need to be of a certain subject or even rhyme, it only needs emotion.

Poetry is poetry. It has its own mind. If it flows, good -- if not... it needs work. The rules can be bent but not broken. Our life is our life and no one can tell us what we have been through but ourselves. We know best not some stranger reading our poems. Our poetry is our life, not what someone says.

Rhyming in poetry is not always the best way to express yourself. Rhyming actually takes away many words that could have been used. If you try to rhyme it cuts your dictionary into little pieces. It doesn't need to be this way, choose flow over rhyme.

As a result of this, poetry is defined as a way of putting flowing words together in meter and verse to show emotion or tell a story.

51 Types of Poetry

ABC

A poem that has five lines that create a mood, picture, or feeling. Lines 1 through 4 are made up of words, phrases or clauses while the first word of each line is in alphabetical order. Line 5 is one sentence long and begins with any letter.

Acrostic

Poetry that certain letters, usually the first in each line form a word or message when read in a sequence.

Ballad

A poem that tells a story similar to a folk tail or legend which often has a repeated refrain.

Ballade

Poetry which has three stanzas of seven, eight or ten lines and a shorter final stanza of four or five. All stanzas end with the same one line refrain.

Blank verse

A poem written in unrhymed iambic pentameter and is often unobtrusive. The iambic pentameter form often resembles the rhythms of speech.

Bio

A poem written about one self's life, personality traits, and ambitions.

Burlesque

Poetry that treats a serious subject as humor.

Canzone

Medieval Italian lyric style poetry with five or six stanzas and a shorter ending stanza.

Carpe diem

Latin expression that means 'seize the day.' Carpe diem poems have a theme of living for today.

Cinquain

Poetry with five lines. Line 1 has one word (the title). Line 2 has two words that describe the title. Line 3 has three words that tell the action. Line 4 has four words that express the feeling, and line 5 has one word which recalls the title.

Classicism

Poetry which holds the principles and ideals of beauty that are characteristic of Greek and Roman art, architecture, and literature.

Couplet

A couplet has rhyming stanzas made up of two lines.

Dramatic monologue

A type of poem which is spoken to a listener. The speaker addresses a specific topic while the listener unwittingly reveals details about him/herself.

Elegy

A sad and thoughtful poem about the death of an individual.

Epic

An extensive, serious poem that tells the story about a heroic figure.

Epigram

A very short, ironic and witty poem usually written as a brief couplet or quatrain. The term is derived from the Greek epigramma meaning inscription.

Epitaph

A commemorative inscription on a tomb or mortuary monument written to praise the deceased.

Epithalamium (Epithalamion)

A poem written in honor of the bride and groom.

Free verse (vers libre)

Poetry written in either rhyme or unrhymed lines that have no set fixed metrical pattern.

Ghazal

A short lyrical poem that arose in Urdu. It is between 5 and 15 couplets long. Each couplet contains its own poetic thought but is linked in rhyme that is established in the first couplet and continued in the second line of each pair. The lines of each couplet are equal in length. Themes are usually connected to love and romance. The closing signature often includes the poet's name or allusion to it.

Haiku

A Japanese poem composed of three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five morae, usually containing a season word.

Horatian ode

Short lyric poem written in two or four-line stanzas, each with its the same metrical pattern, often addressed to a friend and deal with friendship, love and the practice of poetry. It is named after its creator, Horace.

Iambic pentameter

One short syllabel followed by one long one five sets in a row. Example: la-LAH la-LAH la-LAH la-LAH la-LAH

Idyll (Idyl)

Poetry that either depicts a peaceful, idealized country scene or a long poem telling a story about heroes of a bye gone age.

Irregular (Pseudo-Pindaric or Cowleyan) ode

Neither the three part form of the pindaric ode nor the two or four-line stanza of the Horatian ode. It is characterized by irregularity of verse and structure and lack of coorespondence between the parts.

Italian sonnet

A sonnet consisting of an octave with the rhyme pattern abbaabba followed by six lines with a rhyme pattern of cdecde or cdcdcd.

Lay

A long narrative poem, especially one that was sung by medieval minstrels.

Limerick

A short sometimes vulgar, humorous poem consisting of five anapestic lines. Lines 1, 2, and 5 have seven to ten syllables, rhyme and have the same verbal rhythm. The 3rd and 4th lines have five to seven syllables, rhyme and have the same rhythm.

List

A poem that is made up of a list of items or events. It can be any length and rhymed or unrhymed.

Lyric

A poem that expresses the thoughts and feelings of the poet.

Memoriam stanza

A quatrain in iambic tetrameter with a rhyme scheme of abba -- named after the pattern used by Lord Tennyson.

Name

Poetry that tells about the word. It uses the letters of the word for the first letter of each line.

Narrative

A poem that tells a story.

Ode

A lengthy lyric poem typically of a serious or meditative nature and having an elevated style and formal stanza structure.

Pastoral

A poem that depicts rural life in a peaceful, romanticized way.

Petrarchan

A 14-line sonnet consisting of an octave rhyming abbaabba followed by a sestet of cddcee or cdecde

Pindaric ode

A ceremonious poem consisting of a strophe (two or more lines repeated as a unit) followed by a an antistrophe with the same metrical pattern and concluding with a summary line (an epode) in a different meter. Named after Pindar, a Greek professional lyrist of the 5th century B.C.

Quatrain

A stanza or poem consisting of four lines. Lines 2 and 4 must rhyme while having a similar number of syllables.

Rhyme

A rhyming poem has the repetition of the same or similar sounds of two or more words, often at the end of the line.

Rhyme royal

A type of poetry consisting of stanzas having seven lines in iambic pentameter.

Romanticism

A poem about nature and love while having emphasis on the personal experience.

Rondeau

A lyrical poem of French origin having 10 or 13 lines with two rhymes and with the opening phrase repeated twice as the refrain.

Senryu

A short Japanese style poem, similar to haiku in structure that treats human beings rather than nature: Often in a humorous or satiric way.

Sestina

A poem consisting of six six-line stanzas and a three-line envoy. The end words of the first stanza are repeated in varied order as end words in the other stanzas and also recur in the envoy.

Shakespearean

A 14-line sonnet consisting of three quatrains of abab cdcd efef followed by a couplet, gg. Shakespearean sonnets generally use iambic pentameter.

Shape

Poetry written in the shape or form of an object.

Sonnet

A lyric poem that consists of 14 lines which usually have one or more conventional rhyme schemes.

Tanka

A Japanese poem of five lines, the first and third composed of five syllables and the other seven.

Terza Rima

A type of poetry consisting of 10 or 11 syllable lines arranged in three-line tercets.

Verse

A single metrical line of poetry.

Villanelle

A 19-line poem consisting of five tercets and a final quatrain on two rhymes. The first and third lines of the first tercet repeat alternately as a refrain closing the succeeding stanzas and joined as the final couplet of the quatrain.

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Thoughts of You

Thoughts of You

All day long
Thoughts of you. . .

Like a song
Thoughts of you. . .

Memories come and go
Thoughts of you. . .

Only a feeling I would know
Thoughts of you. . .

Pouring from my pen
Thoughts of you. . .

Angels still sing about then
Thoughts of you. . .


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

The Morning Mist

The Morning Mist


Locked in her dreams with fears that haunt


She looks out the window in hopes of all she could want


Mesmerized by the beauty, she begins to unwind


She feels a sense of relief as she is no longer confined


The colors all around take her breath away


Moving slowly, she becomes disarray


She pauses with the silence as it becomes clear


Diligently removing the thorns, one by one they disappear


No more pain, no more sadness


All that is left is the smile behind her success


One more day is all she needs


For one more day she will plant more seeds



Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

My First Honest Scrap Award

Many thanks to Stanis for my very first blog award. Stanis, this truly means a lot to me. I have shared my bragging rights with everyone I have come in contact with! Including, but not limited to: my family, my friends, strangers on the street, my cat, the policeman who was kind enough to hear me go on and on... lol .. what a great way to compliment my works! Thanks so much! :-)

Okay enough of the bragging!

To quote from Stanis's “This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog’s content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.” Once again, I thank you for thinking my blog's content is brilliant, I am truly honored.

REQUIREMENTS FOR ACCEPTING THIS AWARD

“When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!”

So without much ado, here are 10 honest things about yours truly:

1. I am a very open and honest person

2. I have a limited amount of people who actually care about me.

3. I have 1 cat and 1 guinea pig.

4. I have 3 beautiful and bright children.

5. I enjoy a wide variety of music - especially if I can relate to the lyrics.

6. I tend to be a realist when offering my opinions.

7. I feel lonely more than I think I should, but I never admit to it.

8. I feel like an orphan who was never wanted sometimes.

9. Because of my desire to be understood, I tend to be misunderstood more often.

10. Although I am Conservative in beliefs, I am not narrow-minded about most things.

The following 7 bloggers deserve this award:

1. God's not finished with us yet....

2. The Whistling Fire

3. Laila

4. Dawn's Avon Corner

5. Cpaphil Vintage Postcards

6. Purposeless Prolix

7. Flip you

Does She Matter?

Does She Matter

She was born out of wedlock to a mother who was an abusive drunk

Her father; non-existent -- her father's replacement; a creepy child-molester right up front

Her only hope was love - the kind she had never been shown

Her life remained in silence for fear of what was unknown

She continues to cry out but they have all looked the other way without ever saying goodbye

She hopes it will all be over soon, for she has no tears left to cry

Today she holds her breath and counts to ten as the insanity defines her broken heart

Her dreams never existed for they were shattered right from the start

She faces the torture of her unfulfilled life

There's no way she can let go all she has without a fight

She closes the door from her pain that nobody shares

She lives a life of heartache and does not know how to escape her fears

She courageously says goodbye to all of her dreams that have been shattered --

For the obvious question still remains, "Does she matter?"



Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Set Me Free

Set Me Free

The bird out the window can't tell my story without shedding a tear.

His sorrow for me is more than what I have to fear.

He knows you captured me and won't let me go.

He knows I am under your spell but nobody else knows.

He sees me trapped in a small cage with no light from outside.

Why am I locked up and with nowhere to hide?

Why must I suffer from your fastidious ways?

How can I love when I can't see past darkened days?

If you truly loved me, you would set me free.

I am done here, and my time with you ends shortly.

You know nothing about my dismay.

I must find the strength to walk away.

For I can't breathe in your cage any longer.

It must be fate, that I am getting stronger.

I must say goodbye.

For I am done with my silent cry.

No longer a prisoner of your love.

I now have the courage of white doves.

So set me free; I won't bother to ask.

I am free, free at last.


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Suicidal Religion

Suicidal Religion

She broke through another miracle today…

She said there will not be anymore to say…

She handed her scarf over to her loved one…

She cries as the pain begins to swell on her heart with all her emotion…

She’s been a good girl for that was all she knew and that was all she could feel…

She was told that she will no longer be accepted as her skin began to peel…

She holds on dearly to the those who said Goodbye…

She will never forget the memories they shared back in July…

She will give herself to God today and hope the others will begin to see the light…

She prays for a suicidal religion to break the forsaken fight….


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Wanted

Wanted

The men loved her

The women looked up to her

She was a shining star

What happened to her?

She seems to have dissapeared

She was once the smile on his face

Now it seems she has lost her place

Why has she hidden from her life?

There must be a valid reason for her absense

For she was the going to be the bride of his dreams

She lost her soul to an uncontrolled memory

She struggles to live each day now with his love

She must do what she has no choice to do

For she is now in a room with the light of blue

She was once wanted

Now the darkness is her only light




Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Nobody

Nobody

She woke up one day as a

Nobody

She walked down the street as a

Nobody

She went to bed that same night as a

Nobody

She cries at night as a

Nobody

She felt sorrow for him as a

Nobody

She hopes and dreams, but is still a

Nobody

She fears she will never be his

Somebody

For she knows she is still a

Nobody

Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

My Silent Cry

My Silent Cry

I can't move

I can't speak

I can only cry

My Silent Cry

I was abused

I was used

I just let love go

My Silent Cry

It takes my breath

It takes my dignity

It leaves me feeling blue

My Silent Cry

All I had just dissapeared

All I had just made it clear

My Silent Cry

It begs to be with you

It longs to feel you

My Silent Cry


Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.

Sensitive Money

Sensitive Money


Walking with dreams, building hopes......

They say love never dies, but it sure can choke......

"Marriage", what is that? A piece of paper? Or pain in your heart from smiling in adoration of the one you can't be without?

Because, when I dream at night, paper is not what I see -- it is your face, smiling back at me.....

But now I only see you in my dreams. Our love was paid for; but at what cost?

I'll never sleep again, the same way I slept safely in your arms.....

So this is reality -- now let's go pay some bills!!!!

Copyright © 2009 Connie Norberg. All rights reserved.