Traveling Through My Imagination

By Carlette Lisenby

This book of poetry allows readers to understand how various topics are interpreted differently by others, leaving no one to be wrong or right in their way of thinking.

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Dec 12, 2019
• ISBN: 9781532090264

Carlette Lisenby

Carlette Lisenby is a resident of Alexandria, Virginia. She loves to write on various topics as her means to escape into a world which becomes untouchable by others. (This is included as a page in my manuscript)

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iUniverse rev. date: 12/12/2019

Contents

Introduction

A Developing Seed

Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t

Angels Called My Name

Atmospheric Elements

Avalanche Excitement

Beautiful Scenery

Bible Survivorship

Bitch Woman

Buried Below

Burn the Bridge

Chain Locks

Closed Door

Comfort Zone

Condolences

Confidential Tactics

Continent to Continent

Cremation

Disappearing Humans

Doing Fine Today

Dreams or Nightmares

Eerily Quiet

Escaping at Night

Exchange Blood Relatives

Falling Down

Father Abandonment

First Impressions

Free Transportation

Funeral without Tears

Gift of Death

Glowing Eyes

God, I’m Back

God’s Trade-In System

Grandbabies for Grandma

Haystack

He Talked, I Listened

Heart versus Ears

Hidden Strength

Holes in My Soul

Homeless Men

Human Nationality

I Left Anger at the Door

I, Myself, and Me

Inner Conflicts

Invisible Tears

I Think You Knew … But … Just in Case You Didn’t

It’s Over!

Jail Time

Joyful Music

Lawyer or Liar or Both?

Left Foot, Right Hand

Letting Him Lead

Little Girl Thoughts

Long Way Home

Man Cave

Meditate

Men-O-Pause

Migraine Attacks

Missing My Mom

Mountaintop Confessions

My Shoes, Your Feet

No Casket Viewing

No Goodbye Males

No Responses Received

No Second Chances

No Slave Child Here

Not that Button

Not Waiting for You

Odd Man Out

One Cemetery Visit

Orally Satisfied

Preparing for Death

Reality, Imagination, Insanity

Remotely Controlled

Rocks Become Sand

Runaway Child

Seasons of Hell

Seen, Not Heard

Self-Desired Choices

Silliness

Sleepy Sexcapades

Social Media Prayers

Strong Standing Lady

Sweetly Touched

Tears Only I See

Thank You, Heavenly Father

The Devil Had Wings

The Eyes Can Speak

Thoughts

Timing of Death

Tree for All

Turn on My Fan

Twinkling Stars

Unrecognized Directions

Verbal Rock Attacks

Where Is the Friend?

Whispered Voices

White Towel of Love

Without Justice, No Peace

Words to Remember

You Laugh at Our Differences

You Need Your Space

Let your mind reach far and beyond, around and above what is least expected of you.

Live your life so that you will enjoy looking into the mirror, the reflection of your shadow smiling as you pat yourself on the back.

Your unspoken thoughts belong to you and only you until you verbally express them or until your physical behavior exposes them.

Some say I have a warped sense of humor.

I describe it as my vivid imagination being creative.

—Carlette Lisenby

Introduction

I find poetry to be a mixture of sorts. Creative writing of one’s imagination mixed with facts, fiction, spiritual beliefs, and horrors hidden well behind the walls of the mind.

Sometimes it blocks the violent tendencies of the unthinkable from appearing on the forefront. Then again, sometimes it releases those violent tendencies of the unthinkable for all to see.

Some thoughts should never be released into the world. A conscious decision should always override unspoken thoughts or actions of malice.

Secure the thoughts of malice by keeping the lips sealed together and breathing slowly and deeply until those thoughts return to the hidden walls of the mind.

Some assume poetry is made up of unexplainable thoughts expressed by the writer. But the writer assumes poetry consists of understandable thoughts shared between the writer and the readers.

It should be interesting to see how your imagination interprets what you read printed on these pages.

A flight of the imagination is a great way to temporarily escape life’s hectic demands, but the bumpy landing always delivers us right back to reality.

Proceed with caution. We do not think alike.

A Developing Seed

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Conception begins through you.

Transformation ends with me.

An understandably strong grip.

Releasing must come naturally.

Your molding will unquestionably have a significant impact,

Yet I will be held accountable for the final outcome.

Years of hand-holding, years of direction pointing,

Years of comforting, years of falling down

Followed by years of struggling to stand again.

Mistakes will be countless.

Numerous decisions to contemplate.

Maybe this, maybe that.

Maybe today, maybe tomorrow.

Wrong turns, wrong paths,

Wrong choices, wrong contacts.

Sometimes failure, sometimes despair.

Sometimes rejection, sometimes excuses.

Compare me to him. Compare me to her.

That was his way, and that was her way.

This is me with my own special way.

Never disobedient, never disrespectful.

Completion has arrived. Graduation is granted.

Standing tall, head high,

Going forward on a strong foundation.

Much praise received. Much love returned.

All it took was you allowing me to evolve into me.

Ain’t Ain’t Ain’t

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Ain’t got time for no lies.

Give me truth and be done with it.

Ain’t got time for gossip.

Just talk about what you know.

Ain’t got time for loveless human beings.

Hug me for an emotional bond.

Ain’t no need for you to pat me on the back.

It’s known you helped put a knife there to keep me down.

Ain’t got time for flowers at my funeral service when I’m dead,

Hell, I won’t even know you gave me flowers … I’m dead.

Ain’t got time to sleep until noon.

Seeing the night change into day is a blessing.

Ain’t got time to be sitting in no shade.

I need the sun beaming on this skin