Category: A Woman’s Plight
“My Love For Thee” (Song)
“My Love For Thee” By Athena Stairs
Original 11/11/25 – Updated 12/2/25
Sing to me, my King of Hearts
Of the garden in your dreams
What treasure does it hold and
What pleasures will it bring?
Sing to me, my Dearest Heart
Where you’ll want to grow your roses
For I would build you a castle
Built on hope’s foundations
Where I would hear your laughter
In halls and among fountains
And if tears were cried – they’d be of Joy
As we nourish love’s horizons
Sing to me my Beloved One
Of your greatest aspirations
For I would see your happiness
Grow wings and soar through Heaven
For as Knight you earned your honor
With battles’ proven mettle
And all I’ve ever wanted is
To give your heart a home
—
(Please contact me for permissions)
Listen to My Love For Thee – Song Final Rough 12.3.25.m4a by Candid Corvid Productions on #SoundCloud
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Sabotaged
The general plan I had was that
I’d return to work in December
Having completed first stages of
Retraining adding to foundations
I accessed every limited resource
Using momentum’s gain to launch
Got smacked back down – literally
Now nearly 2 1/2 more years of loss
“Teardrop”
(Home – Christian Löffler)
So Much Fun
“Applying again for prospectively tapped-out resources.”
What I Write
It is not to place blame – for how can I
Know where my fault has contributed
When I was not approached nor asked
Despite my verbal / active requesting?
My posts are about my experiencing
Analysis from my side’s perceptions
Adrift On The Sea
I have resented the crone since
The partial stroke day he left us
And I saw the ruin in vision of
What it all meant to our family
Having not spent my life checking out
I had mapped countless patterns in it
Shocked by a flipped betrayal so severe
With inability to save what I’d held dear
I was tricked, you see, attacked indirectly
And all I’d built crashed down around me
Extra spin being some projection spell
Designed to turn all blame against me
Disguising the fact premeditation’s will
Contorted surrounding ground stability
The best I could do was yank at cords
Grabbing basics from ship for life boat
All of our beloved chickens went to a farm
Where were hopefully loved and protected
Our rabbits luckily found a new home
But we kept one dog and the four cats
I didn’t even remember the one dog there
Must’ve suppressed all that stress barking
I remember how his love and warm fur felt
His small presence as our warding talisman
It’s not like we just changed housing
I had been supporting our family by
Trying to finish my degree to qualify
For gaining a solid career’s security
I had been trying to help expand
His business as my degree’s focus
And he just collapsed it all to be free
Rather than helping prevent damage
Who was this choice better for?
Not the rest of us that’s for sure
There has been no real recovery for me
Cast adrift fashioning nets in wreckage
Keeping us afloat by ingenuity
My centrality being safe haven
At The Alter
An older and younger woman
Unpressured, face each other
And I am the middle phase
Walking down this pathway
It’s time I pull myself together
Only so far fragmenting leads
Too many directions pulling at me
Where love unreturned continues
(Weak – Preston Cooper)
Melt Down
“I feel like a,complete and utter failure.”
(Hiraeth – Fejká, Kim Van Loo, Rohne & Brian Zajak)
Fractured Glass
My life is a broken frame
Barely supporting vision
Waste’s Rot
Being unable to work
Or contribute as I did,
One could think that I
Now have more luxury
But there is little rest nor
Peace of mind struggling
And pain’s compression
Prevents music progress
Another Migraine Today
“However, I can feel my neck muscles reactivating -Thank ‘God!'”
Anything Could Happen
She assumed that with her injuries, age, and poverty, that she would not be seen as “worthy.”
Wild Magic
“I haven’t had my hair long since when I was a very young child – and I wonder if like Samson’s it holds power.”
Forces Of Nature
Why did there have to be so much cacophonously loud and startling sudden noises so early in the morning that bombarded and shocked through her entire system when she just needed to sleep for injury repairing?!
She decided to imagine it all as thunder and lightening between loud door slamming booms, pounding feet stomping, and sharp crash-grating of the pet gates swinging – literally raining cats and dogs once they would also start emitting.
Welcome Us
Come back to me, Baby.
Say that it’s not too late –
Say it’s never too late
For a love true as ours
I’ve been traveling through time
Stuck in so many gray life lines
Jumping through death’s door
Followimg light to even score
Tell me we’re not too young or old
To know what grace is given to us
There Must Have Been
Invisible tape on her car door, over her mouth, and binding her limbs.
She wanted to go back and rip it all off.
Jump through that portal that had suddenly opened and be with him.
But that was then…
A critically important moment – for just a moment.
No heads up to prepare.
No warning on time limits.
No power to command herself appropriately for the occasion.
More Than Anything
Where had her ambiversion gone?!
Fled – it had fled the scene as if the sheriff had arrived suddenly with a warrant for its arrest.
Why hadn’t she just gotten out of her car and called out after him – like she could playfully engage a stranger if something was very important?
Because that’s not how her spontaneous forwardness worked.
It hid behind the scenes, carefully and subconsciously sensing, tracking, and observing.
At distance of safety.
Until the right moment opened, and she practically slid through the door seemlessly with something cheerful or supportive to share, inquire, or convey.
Outside – then in and out.
This is how it was always displayed.
Brief moments of solid connection – then on her way again, dancing between danger’s poles, seeking fleeting patches of safety.
So when he appeared, that challenged everything.
And if he didn’t want her truely, it would have been soul crushing.
So she waited, frozen in place…
Hoping that he would signal to her clearly that it was ok to confide with him.
Frontal Lobe
“‘Oh – the humanity!'”
(I Grieve – Peter Gabriel)
Healing Concussion
“Well, first you’ve gotta get the neck to restabilize…”
Welcoming
Too many demons encroach
Sharpening knives, drooling
So I must clap my hands firmly
Demanding table set with feast
So that we may eat in harmony
Rather than try to kill each other
(Where Lights Begin To Fade – ECHOES)
Nothing Left
There’s no more hope
No more aspirations
Folding inward I can
Only have curiosity
Navigating
Where I may
On The Edge
“My children try to encourage, unable to support as I keep holding to support them.
Individuals from community agencies try to help when I weakly, but determined, extend my hand.
I don’t know how much farther I can go with this concussion and retorn wounds preventing my reclaiming land.
My moments are reduced where I can make a stand.”
There Are Many Factors
“As to why my heart is under compression and my vagus nerve twitches on edge.”
KNOCK IT OFF!
“I fecking live in a kennel!”
—
(Yelling at all of the dogs and cats going off without stopping…)
Thinking I Fight Alone
Heart’s Energy
My Heart
Lives in fear
Compressed
Little room
In my chest
No reprieve
From worry
Strained
To hurry
Insecure about
Who it can trust
Wants to pound
In releasing lust
Finding safe haven
Sync with another
Warm arms
Under cover
No More Wasted Days & Nights
She didn’t want to have dreams where past ex’s insinuated their selves back into her life, taking up space just to keep her from being seen as available to the man that she truely wanted to be with.
All that stuff – all those moments from the past were at best half-borrowed because none of it from any of them had been fully meant.
No…
Yes…
Give her the real thing.
She wanted the man that throughout time she would never be forced to forget nor regret.
I Don’t Know
When
Or how
You Know…
“Just communicate, already…
All this high-fa-lootin’, ‘airy-fairy,’ New Ageism hyper philosophyin’ is fun until things really matter.
Then you need to get down to basics to build solid grounding.
I mean, you’ve gotta have nets and nests of security for love to catch you if you fall and to rest together in – if you’re gonna fly to the sky!”
—
(Content of multiple meanings)
(Wide Open – The Chemical Brothers)
Open Eyes
There is a great deal to
Address and overcome
In creating and building
A functional relationship
(Coolsville – Laurie Anderson)
Song repost from November 2021.
Over And Over Again
I am stuck on a repeat cycle where
Men are attracted to be my burden
What I mean is they like my strength
So think they can put weight on me
For the health of our relationship
Desiring a free ride’s easy breeze
So I have to keep my heart reigned
Ready to stop and walk away again
Because attraction’s initiation
Doesn’t guarantee partnership
Too Little Too Late
When he met me he saw a nice body
On a mistreated sweet young woman
He wanted to be the hero
But without responsibility
He did not want to meet and
Grow beyond life challenges
Yet connecting, I leveled up quickly
Having desired to constantly evolve
And he realized that
He’d made a mistake
And refused to discuss
Collaboration’s change
Dream Vs. Reality
(The Night That Knows Your Name – ECHOES)
In Time
I can not seem to get back into that room
The one where fat is a reality nourishing
Where the brain is no longer quivering
Because knows marrow is replenishing
It’s a state of mind shift where settling
Into moments relaxed and surrounding
Where no emergencies bombard-invade
Where nothing wastes by playing games
Why is it hard to hard-stop insecurities
Driving me to push against the injuries?
There is time here gathering in offering
Allowing me to final-run finish studies
Yet the concussion clamps to prevent
A determination that refuses to relent
Why is it so important that I be stopped
From the simplest-task meagerest want?
Why am I being thoroughly interfered with
Beating me down enforcing toward lament?
Just leave me alone I need not atone
There’s no self reflection to gain here
Having already done the work my soul
Knows what it burns in desire to learn
—
(Title of multiple meanings)
(Outskirts – Sam Hunt)
Trade-Offs
She had needed consistency of order and quiet.
However, she had needed reuniting with her once estranged family even more.
Emotions
“Of love…I miss them the most.”
(Annie Lennox with ‘Why’ on Countdown in 1992)
Strength In Unity
Sharing fears and insecurities
Revealing failures’ weakness
So that it may become clear
What keeps tripping our feet
Why we keep holdimg back from
Reaching for our greater abilities
Acknowledging triumphs’ strengths
Despite inner conflicts’ resistances
Allows us to be each others’ witness
Shining light on truths by recognizing
Better who we are and desire to become
So that we may achieve heights together
Supporting when needed
Loving as we are healing
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