Deanna Repose Oaks

Poetically Captured Moments From the Heart

Random Poetry

My Heart Beats True

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I stick to the beats as I move; following the notes of a song
I move steady as I go along
Sometimes I move fast like a racing train
Sometimes I move slow like a chorus refrain
But no matter the speed, I keep to the beat
Seemingly steady, as if following a sheet
Yet there is no conductor, no first chair
Just this faith the beat is always there
A constant lub-dub from within myself
A beat everyone holds within themselves
But most only hear it in times of stres or fear
While I’ve spend my life following it, year after year

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Starry Starry Night

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Floating in the pool
Viewing the stars
I couldn’t help but think
Of all that bars
Us from connecting to the universe
So grand and vast
Our cities and towns so full of people
Yet our lights cast
The opposite of shadows
A barrier of light
To keep us from seeing
The starry, starry night
I need to connect again
To the great beyond
This is what I think
As I float on a pool that should be a pond

(c) July 2023 Deanna Repose Oaks

Drops of Sorrow

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I used to think rain drops meant the sky was crying
Wicking the pain from the heavens above
I used to think dew drops were tears left by fairies
Who missed their chance at true love

I always thought of them
As drops of sorrow
Until my own pain
Filled up my today and tomorrow

Now I see the way the water washes
Cleanses the earth beneath the downpour
I see the way the water sustains
Feeds the plants; flowers more

I need the rain to remember
To display the rainbow bright
So I can get through my sorrow
And bask again in happy light

The poem above was sparked by a line on page 350 of Vacation Wars by Meghan Quinn. Instead of using the word tears, Meghan used an euphemism I had never really thought of before, and it got me thinking of tears, and before I knew it, there was a poem pouring out of me. Hope you enjoy!

I Lied

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I lied; it was easier than facing the truth.
Way better than being rude…
One small lie became another;
First to a stranger, then to my lover.
The lies got so frequent, I could no longer see truth.
No matter how hard I tried, POOF!
The lines, once walls, are now so easily crossed.
Integrity, ethics, and honesty, all tossed.
It was then that I realized there was one thing to do,
Run for office, and work for you.

Bleeding Into Another

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One day bleeds into the next
Tired, worn, thoroughly depressed
Somehow one day turns itself around
Becomes something so profound
Gratitude exudes from every moment
For the simple things that adorn it
Trying to pry it out from the rest
Not knowing which tool is best:
Prybar, screwdriver, crowbar, or stick of wood
Tell me, which one would
Help remember it without slipping it into THE PAST
Help keep things alive before it bleeds away
Before it becomes just another day

A Friend in Need

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I tripped in a rabbit hole, got stuck in the mud
My ankle was twisted, I was covered in crud
You came by, lifted me out
Reassured my fears, erased my doubt
By remembering me before I fell
Way back when I ran like hell
Through the obstacles as they came at me
Always running so wild and free
Just a hand out of the blue
Strong, bold, beautiful, and true
So much better than the hand I was dealt

Now I’m running off, freer than I’ve ever felt

A Friend in Need, read by Deanna Repose Oaks
Where the rabbits run