Excerpt From My Book “Heart Paths”


Back then people took meaningful somethings, Pictures that said something about who was in them. It was the talk of the moment, when someone spied a photo album. People displayed photos like the circus displayed it’s performers. Photographs were usually black and white but that never changed their sparkle. In many pictures you’d have relatives all ages and in all manners of dress. People would reconnect or recollect times, the places, and the faces…

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I wrote my first book a few years ago. I was just learning things and since it was self-published, it had grammatical errors and probably misspellings. I hope to one day correct that. The same goes for my second book. On my third book, I think I did much better. It has been a gradual progression of teaching myself and working hard to provide a quality book.

I hope you will like the poems though. They are genuine and from my heart. Some I have posted on my webpage. I have a lot of poems. I have tried to collect them and save them for future use.

I guess this is my “Heart Series” and I hope to keep going with it.

Excerpt from”Heart Paths” by MwsR

It Surrounds Me

I wish my life would just let me be

I smother underneath it’s grasp that surrounds me

The many times I could not count on my two hands

If there was a stack it would take a million rubber bands

No one can measure the uneasiness I feel

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Excerpt From my book, “Heart Paths”

This poem that I am going to share is about the times when perhaps you cross another’s mind. It basically is saying that if you don’t care, don’t think about me.

I was shunned by my own family, after many years of conflict, many years of them looking the other way, yet finding ways to make my home life miserable.

I love this “matter of fact” poem. It is one of my own favorites.

Hope you enjoy!

Michelle aka MwsR ❤

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Don’t Think About Me

Each time when I happen to cross your mind

Think of just what you’ve left behind

Think of all the day that’s gone

And how much time I’ve been alone

Each picture that was once so proudly displayed

Now are hidden and tucked away

There is not a memory around now of me

Just the thoughts in your mind that simply just go round

Each word or mention of me in passing

“Ducking” from all the questioning

What to say about decisions made

Because in your heart so heavily they’ve laid

Each tear that was shed was it from regret?

Or was it self-pity that you wanted to get?

Shame, how time changes some men

Kind of scary to think you’ve forgotten about the sin

Each family event that you have planned

One less family member to get the upper hand

Time has a way of showing whose true

Again I’m sorry that it couldn’t be you

So each time I am in your head

Remember it was away from you I was led

Don’t think about me

If only actions was all it would have taken

For me not to has felt forsaken

Don’t, just don’t, think about me

I’m in charge of my life can’t you see?

Each thing I’ve not forgotten

Each word I have memorized

Each step from you and you’re still surprised!

Don’t think about me.

MwsR ❤

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Excerpt from my poetry book, “HEART PATHS”, MwsR

This is my second book, “Heart Paths”, I  self published just a week after my first book, “HeartStones”. It like my first book could have used more editing. I guess it is true what they  say about getting better the more you try.

Heart Paths Cover
Heart Paths

I am going to be coping from my poem, “Strings”


There are places, people, and things

They will bring out  great happiness or complicated things

When you are caught up with any of them, as we sometimes do

They will greatly impact you.

It is strings that we hold to places, people, or things

That make us into who we are and sometimes what makes us sing

They can also make us weep, confused, or depressed.

That is how you know you once enjoyed things at their best.

Suddenly though, for no reason or rhyme

You find them gone or not worth your time.

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