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  CUPID,

  THE DEVIL

  and

  AN ANGEL

  Laurie Lyle

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  Copyright 2012 Laurie Lyle.

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  ISBN: 978-1-4669-4620-0 (sc)

  ISBN: 978-1-4669-4622-4 (hc)

  ISBN: 978-1-4669-4621-7 (e)

  Library of Congress Control Number: 2012911903

  Trafford rev. 07/10/2012

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  Contents

  1 - Reflections of Me

  2 - Love of a Woman

  3 - Someday

  4 - Innocence of a Child

  5 - When I Was Man

  6 - Needles

  7 - Tracks Through My Mind

  8 - Freedom

  9 - How Long

  10 - Queen of Hearts

  11 - Flying Dreams

  12 - Working Man

  13 - A Dog’s Life

  14 - Mummified

  15 - Mountain Man

  16 - Death Camp

  17 - Whistling

  18 - Guardian Angel

  19 - For Seasons

  20 - Seduction

  21 - Reason To Live

  22 - Promise

  23 - Crowning Wonder

  24 - Roly-Poly

  25 - Parenting

  26 - Scam Artists

  27 - The Bastard

  28 - Nothingness

  29 - Snakes in the Grass

  30 - Virgin

  31 - Rage in Rush Hour

  32 - Stepchild

  33 - Rasta Man

  34 - Prisoner

  35 - You Know

  36 - Ladies of the Night

  37 - Housewives

  38 - Taxi Man

  39 - Child of God

  40 - Lost

  41 - Cascades

  42 - Man of the Cloth

  43 - Why He Cries

  44 - Small Things

  45 - Winding Stairs

  46 - Every Twist of My Heart

  47 - Scrooge

  48 - Scrooge and Family

  49 - All Possible Things

  50 - Tranquility Garden

  51 - Boredom

  52 - Rich Man Poor Man

  53 - Intricate Heart

  54 - Legacy of Deceit

  55 - Under the Big Tree

  56 - Worst Fears

  57 - To Be a Child Again

  58 - Lifescapes

  59 - Food For Thought

  60 - Joy to the World

  61 - Damalie

  62 - Randy

  63 - Tale of a Tiger

  64 - Wisdom to Care

  65 - Colors of the Rainbow

  66 - Frightening Place

  67 - Morning Star

  68 - Sitting in the Park

  69 - It Happened

  70 - Rudolph

  71 - The Little Drummer Boy

  72 - About People

  73 - My Father

  74 - Three Blind Mice

  75 - Facebook

  76 - Festival of Lights

  77 - Of Deceit

  78 - Drunken Spendthrift

  79 - Fighting for Peace

  80 - My Daughter is Forever

  81 - Motive to Love

  82 - Goals and Objectives

  83 - Betty Lue

  84 - Wings of a Dove

  85 - All Our Efforts

  86 - Foreclosure

  87 - Grieving Soul

  88 - Let the Children Pray

  89 - Hometown Heroes

  90 - Forbidden Fruit

  91 - Fostering Care

  92 - Wisdom of Adoption

  93 - Necessary Errands

  94 - I Hear Voices

  95 - For Posterity

  96 - Just Love

  97 - Party Time

  98 - Peaceful Peace

  99 - Regular Affair

  100 - Sally Blue

  101 - Wild Horses

  102 - Spinning Circles

  103 - Home Again

  104 - Golden Era

  105 - Sordid Affair

  106 - At His Side

  107 - Jewel

  108 - At Last

  109 - Angry River

  110 - To Be a Working Man

  111 - Crimson Tide

  112 - Sacred Flame

  113 - Ashes of Life

  114 - Freedom to Love

  115 - Recession

  116 - Abundance of Love

  117 - Dying Dreams

  118 - Assassin

  119 - Power to the People

  120 - Trayvon Martin

  121 - Always is Forever

  For each and everyone occupying this

  planet,

  those special ones for whom we care.

  PREFACE

  Cupid our symbol and relic of love, that special one who controls our thoughts and emotions

  And massages the heart, evoking feelings of love

  We enjoy so much ecstasy and all that heavenly bliss

  The one who keeps time for the rhythmic beating of our hearts

  With the power to speed it up or slow it down

  The faster it throbs, the more hormones and juices produced

  The more blind irrational and careless we get

  As it progresses, it causes a void in our intentions and tolerance

  We cease to comprehend and lose sight of the object of our desire

  Then life becomes filled with confusion and complexities

  The devil watching from the sidelines intervenes

  He is the mastermind of all the aches and pain we feel

  All the bad experiences in our relationships

  He is the one that strives to deny us happiness

  The cause of all unexplained consequences

  He sticks our hearts with the sharp points of his three-pronged fork

  And it takes us to hell with all of its agonizing pain and suffering

  Our guardian angel ever watching, hovering close

  Strives to ease and heal the ache and suffering

  Cools the pain and hurt with soft air from fluttering wings

  He rebuilds shattered hearts and lives as he touches them

  With gentle strokes of his healing hand, and we are okay

  But around us there is still chaos everywhere

  REFLECTIONS OF ME

  (For Laurie-Ann)

  I look deep into your mysterious eyes

  And I see a subtle version of myself

  Reflected there, staring back at me

  Something tells me to look away

  The compelling magnet
of your intense stare

  Keeps me looking there

  That mystery it lurks within

  Willing me to look beyond

  To discover its concealed fugitive

  It dares me to find a way

  Bland, cold, dark, unfathomable

  Yet! I detect secrecy, fire, passion, drive

  If you are like me, then I fear for you

  Life on the edge, no fear of the unknown

  Inspired to chase

  Fantasy, mysteries, and adventure

  Concealing them within the deep caverns

  Of your engorged heart where they are safe

  No prying eyes, no busybody

  No one knows

  Only you, committed controller

  I wish of an invention, something

  That makes known my intention

  To tap into the recesses of your soul

  Retract your secrets, lay them bare

  Would you go somewhere and hide?

  Would you hold your head up with pride?

  Is it God or the devil?

  That would stand by your side?

  Still you stand there staring at me

  Big opaque eyes open wide!

  LOVE OF A WOMAN

  You run hysterical along the busy street

  Shouting his name, screaming at everyone you meet

  You cannot believe that they did not see

  It did not just happen, not to someone so sweet

  Your courage fails; your pace slows

  It’s hard to accept that there is no reason to hurry

  There’s no longer someone there to meet

  And you clasp your hands and kneel there

  In the street, lost soul among all the ice and sleet

  They killed him today; you hugged his limp body

  While he gasped your name and quietly went to sleep

  Hands held high in despair, your bosom is red

  That’s where you held his head even when dead

  What can you do, where can you go

  When your whole world has crumbled

  Leaving you lost, trying to find your wits

  Who did the world fail, or did we fail the world?

  Why did it take life back?

  In such enormous pain-filled bits.

  And you stay there biting your lip

  Because the ache you feel is biting into your flesh

  Like the revengeful flogging from

  a waterlogged whip

  Vulnerability and strength of a woman

  lies within her heart

  There all the aches and cares of the world

  are nursed and stored

  Along with melodies, tenderness, and

  champagne sips

  Her tear-streaked face deserves love

  Be considerate and kind, be good to her

  She will return it with passion and sincerity

  Your very own butterfly, fluttering lightly, tenderly

  Around your rhythmic, pulsating heart

  SOMEDAY

  Today I met the right person after all this time flirting with the wrong one

  Then this door of happiness opened; I cannot look back at that which is closed

  It is true, we do not know what we have until we have lost it, the latest arrive, and we realize we are not missing anything; we cannot remember because we forget quickly

  I am not the happiest person; I don’t necessarily have the best of everything

  But I make the most of every special thing that comes my way

  A bright future will always be based on a past best forgotten, let go of intimate history, failures, mistakes, and heartaches; they restrict the heart and impale the soul

  I will dream only what I want to dream, go where I want to go, be what I want to be

  I have only one love, one life, one chance, one you

  When we are apart, I miss you so much, I just want to pluck you from the hallucination in my dreams and hug you for real

  You! My best kind of friend ever, we understand unspoken words that drift between hearts, our bodies are in sync, and our nights are as bright as the brilliance of summer’s glorious day

  I will do something nice for someone every single day, but not the unexpected pleasure of leaving you alone

  I give you all my love, expecting nothing in return, but secretly hoping, just waiting for that special something to grow and fill that special place in your heart

  Happiness waits for all those who cried before, all those who searched, all those who hurt, experiences bring appreciation, and the happy, full, carefree spirit that reflects our heart revolves around us, making the moment true and sincere.

  INNOCENCE OF A CHILD

  Soft gurgles, the suck, suck, suck

  Of a pacifier held between toothless gums

  The innocent smile displayed

  From a radiant, beaming face

  Fresh downy feel, smell of silky skin

  Little hands balled into fists

  That clings tightly to mine

  Lying there, big toe between lips

  No problems or worries to contend with

  Just now and then scream, have a fit

  Discomfort, hungry, seeking attention

  Hum a tune, rock you gently now

  The fire blazes in your eyes

  Then goes dim; you are asleep

  I put you there in that fetal pose

  Wherein you are comfortable,

  This is the way you grew secure

  Shielded and protected from the world

  Until you came forth

  To fulfill an agenda

  You brought love, joy,

  And happiness to our lives

  Then for a time we forget today

  Reaching back to a period

  When the world was like you

  I look at you now, so at peace

  Finding joy in this earthly sound

  Suck, suck, suck.

  WHEN I WAS MAN

  Another dreary day the outlook is bleak

  Why? Why? Do you romance thoughts of suicide?

  Living is hard; this you have come to know

  Hard to believe now they have dealt the first blow

  Life offers so little to those who is down

  So cold and unfeeling, there is no heart here

  The rigors of this harshness tears away at your flesh

  Leaving you open, transparent, accessible, bare!

  All that you have tried to conceal

  Over all those years

  Is left exposed, naked, uncovered, unfettered?

  You are vulnerable, and it is on display

  No way to stop their unfathomable stare

  You are a person of pride

  There is no one to invade your solitude

  You spent the productive years

  Of your life looking out for them

  Now that your twilight draws nigh

  You are left in isolation at a caregiver’s home

  Somewhere far away, out here

  Somewhere you do not know

  Where did the glory days go?

  When you were surrounded by family, friends

  That time when you were robust

  Lighthearted, laughed and danced

  Showered love and presents lasciviously

  And was loved and appreciated

  As your health faltered, so did your luck

  The material things of the world went away

  You found out your circle had an end

 
; There is no gathering at your side

  All that is left

  Is the empty place where they were

  And the haunting memories to remind

  Being alone is the only thing there

  That costs nothing. It’s free…

  And that you have in abundance…

  NEEDLES

  Did something go wrong on my part?

  I am thinking now I take a walk

  Maybe I am just not smart

  When did all this start?

  Broken heart, tearing me apart

  When! Oh when! Did all this start?

  I am afraid now we are apart

  Angel flying circles around my heart

  When! Oh when! Did all this start?

  So much things happening to my heart

  That evil one that I do not want

  Throwing things, they look like darts

  Piercing holes in delicate heart

  When! Oh when! Did all this start

  Bleeding heart, now we are apart

  Doing things I do not want

  Feelings growing just like a plant

  I kept it in, should have talked

  I look up, I look down, I cannot start

  Broken heart, tearing me apart

  Sharp needles, pointed darts

  Making pattern work of art

  Piercing holes through my heart

  Marks of violence on every part