Alex's Poetry
Jack Corbett and Alex met when Alex was dancing at Dollies Playhouse in Washington Park, IL. She was the first to read and critique Jack's novel, "Death on the Wild Side". Later Jack published Alex's poetry through Nirvana Publishing at alphapro
Moon Tide
by *Alex*
March 1, 1999
I look toward the great black river
Across to the other side,
I touch the moon's silvery glitter......
As the water rushes by.
Gazing at my reflection,
Do I really like what I see?
I ask myself quietly.....
Is this all I'll ever be?
I feel a slight of breeze across my skin,
As I think back through the years,
To contemplate where it is.....
And what my life has been.
I'm alone with myself,
No others to intrude.....
I think of all my wealth,
And this lonely solitude.
Sometimes sad, woeful, or hell bent,
Happy, joyful or content.....
To shed my mask and clear the mind,
All I ask is this special time.
I'm searching for the light,
Just me, and the sounds of night.....
I'll shed the tears, replace the calm
As I've done before, to make me strong.
I wake to mornings warm sunlight,
Glowing on my face,
And basking in it's warmth.....
I know I'm in my place.
Stars
I talked to a star
One full night,
I asked, "How ya doing?",
He said, "alright!"
We talked of simple stuff,
The weather and things,
Surprised,
I look at the tear it brings,
I talked to my star,
He said, "I know you!
I've watched on high,
I know your wish....
The one to die"
I tell him it's not his business,
And I turn away,
Angry,
And wishing it was day!
I 've talked to the stars,
One by one,
They all say the same,
"Life can be fun".
I don't know what
They're holding out on me.
I got the feeling,
They knew my destiny.
I can't trust the human,
So I reach for a star,
While all inside me....
I fight my silent war!
Alex
Dedicated to Grandma
Food for Thought
I saw an old couple at Burger King today
And they were holding hands,
I wanted ask out loud if they had been together all their lives
But watching them,
I knew they always had.
I felt an overwhelming sense of grief
Knowing that we'll never see the same
An overpowering sense of hate,
For the disease that gives you so much pain.
An immeasurable sense of protection
To keep you from the darkness
Keep the faith
Please don't die.
Alex
12/24/94
Pain
The sun stretches
out skinny, greedy fingers
Like a thief, it steals away the moon,
I spend long, lonely nights
Filled with fear and doom.
As I stand before a hateful world that couldn't care less,
Still for myself, I strive to be the best----
So when the world is crying,
I'll stand with a smile.
I'll remember my own past tears
It'll be their pain for awhile.........
Fantasy
I want to go to you with open arms,
Accept you in with all your charm.
It's a dream that can't come true,
How well I know this feeling of blue
I want to kiss you and hold you near,
Whisper sweet words, low in your ear.
To love you again like many times before,
Not quite the same, but even more.
Just to keep you, is what I wish from this time on,
Being together, two as one.
Seizing a moment, all the way,
Refusing to acknowledge, the hell we'll pay.
Keeping your heart, for my own,
Reaping the fields, that we have sewn,
A dream, a lie, it can't come true,
Oh, how well I know, this feeling of blue
Alex
10-01-97
So, you want to know about a dancer's life
Her dreams, aspirations, religion, and the strife,
To find the strength, to learn to survive,
To go the length, and stay alive!
So, peek into my world and look deep into my eyes,
See how cold, can you see the lies....
Can you touch the hurt, can you feel the pain,
always being the flirt. always fighting to to stay sane.
So, you want to know what it's like
to live with the humiliation
All for the money....
To satisfy your fascination!
To lose your dignity,
And to go on trial,
To go the distance,
Just one more mile!
So, how does a dancer do it,
The energy, the passion,
that goes in a dance,
She's got something to prove...
All due to her own circumstance!
All due to circumstance",
Ended my last poem,
And "How does she do it?,
Let's see where
This lost soul comes from.
She's innocent and pure,
And the world awaits
This wondrous child,
That's only eight.
With imagination,
And a love for life,
A lesson soon learned,
Begins her strife.
She begins her journey,
A slap in the face,
Learning the world's filled
with malice and hate.
Building a wall,
Stone by stone,
No-one to teach her
That hitting is wrong.
A child of twelve
Lost and alone,
Wanting a love
To call her own.
She's battered and bruised,
Comes now her first tear,
as she gives her virginity
To a man she fears.
See this young woman
Who not knows love,
But agony and deception,
Like a wayward dove.
Afraid,
She's poised and full of grace,
But lack of security
Puts her on stage......
LONGING FOR ACCEPTANCE
Alex
Jan.12,1999
For Ashley.......
The house is quiet, the kids are gone
A few minutes of peace
Is that so wrong
We do our best to raise them right
With morals and manners
Before they take flight
They're almost grown now
They'll soon leave our nest
They're bound for college
We did our best
Except for one........
She's proud and stubborn
She's beautiful too,
The trouble she's bound for
Makes us so blue
She lies and steals
And runs around town
All hours of night
We're up til dawn
She's hangin' with trash
She's been led around
She's headed for trouble
Our wonderful angel
Has lost her crown
So tell me please
To save my daughter
To keep from jail
Why must she put us
Through all this hell
To save her soul
And keep her alive
This is our worry
This is our cry
Alex
Dec., 1998
CONSTANT FEELINGS OF FIRE
FRAGMENTS OF SELF-CONSUMING DESIRE
FRENZIED FANCY WILL HEART SCARS CEASE
SHALLOW PROMISE OF LOVE AND PEACE
SILVERED BOLT OF LIGHTENING
MEMORIES LOST IN DESERT BENEDICTION
LOVERS GHOSTLY NAKED PROMISES
WHISPER A WOMAN'S HEARTACHES RECOGNITION
REACHING OUTWARD TOWARD THE STARS
AND CHANGING ME WITHIN
SEEING MANY LIFETIMES
DESIRING THE END.
Alex
July 19,2000
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