A Doormat I Will No Longer Be

A doormat I will no longer be Steeped in anger where Frustration does abound This is the time to stand Stand my ground. Let no one push Push me around No need to fight bicker or respite Just nicely say No, this is not the way. I won’t be intimidated anymore...

Sadly, Secret Murky Tiled

Sadly, secret murky tiled No hope, destitute merciless bile Twist, turn fight and bat Get to where the strength is at Mess, mired deep down in No way open can’t begin Mutter, sputter rage and fume Makes no difference The rose still blooms. ~ Patrice © Patrice...