09.16.11 here

here

I am right here
invisible to your eyes
solitude is pain


Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 9/16/11

04.25.12 TESTING IN MATH

TESTING IN MATH

Calculator, oh Calculator,
you are my shining star.
I know that if I have you near.
with you, I will go far.

With you here at my side
the answers cannot hide.
Integers give me no grief -
you take their sting -
you're such a thief!

Calculator, oh Calculator,
you are my friend indeed.
I know that when it's you I use
I'll never have a need.

A formula is what I choose,
I use you both. I cannot lose.
Problem solving is such a breeze;
you do the work.
You're such a sleaze!

Calculator, oh Calculator,
I give to you my mind.
As long as you are here with me,
the answers I will find!

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 4/25/12

04.24.12 COMFORTABLY NUMB

COMFORTABLY NUMB

I want to find that place
where the collision of souls
out of control
has left everything dark
and destroyed.

Light-less,
life-less,
love-less ...
with no shattered elements
splintering in --
that is the place
I want to find.

Alone among the ruins,
alone amid the ashes
of passion now spent,
just alone
and comfortably numb,
I will find
some rest.

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 4/24/12

04.24.12 FOR SALE

FOR SALE

They come in all colors:
.. black
.. white
.. brown
.. yellow
.. red
And every shade in between.

Every size is available as well:
... petite
... short
... average
... tall
... small
... medium
... large
... extra large ...
Even dying.

They come
wide open -
split like a watermelon
.... red flesh
.... black seeds

or tied
so tightly shut
that nothing
gets in
or out.

We've got
every style
every model
any range in value
for it appears
they are for sale
to the highest bidder.

Oh yes,
they are for sale.

They can be bought
.. just a bit of attention
mistaken for love,
.. a drug here and there
confused with power,
.. violence and distruction
mixed up with respect,
.. and easy money ...
easy, easy money
bartered for freedom.

They come,
so innocent,
in all colors, sizes, and shapes.
They are for sale
and they are
our children.

Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 4/24/12

04.20.12 THIS SPECK OF EARTH

THIS SPECK OF EARTH

I live
this one moment
in time
breathing
this one bit of air
standing
on this one speck
of earth.

One day
I shall be
gone
but the air
will still move
and this one
speck of earth
will remain.



Michelle Balletto-Wooten
© 4/20/12

04.19.12 BEYOND THE BROKEN HEART

BEYOND THE BROKEN HEART

There are a million pieces
Scattered
Blood-covered
Nearly lifeless …

Mutilated
Damaged
Irreparable
They are almost unrecognizable.

Beyond bullets
Beyond death
Beyond an eternity
Of hopelessness
Is nothingness
Is emptiness
Is hollowness
And despair.

Beyond betrayal
Beyond innocence lost
Beyond the lies
Beyond the broken heart
Remains
An undiscovered
An uncovered
An unannounced

Love

That never
Will be found.

© 4/19/12
in memory of
VC, MC, MV
And all our lost innocents