Imaginary lives (note - not dated)

To be a pet saver.  Have a house with a horse, cow, pig, chicken, cats and dogs. I would foster the animals until I could find them new and wonderful forever homes.

untitled (Liz poetry - 1980's)

The sun rises. The heat stirs me awake.
A new day. Fresh start.
Living my life day by day.
It's so much easier this way.
I'm coming out of a deep freeze
but its not real easy
I'm just trying real hard...
striving for what I want now.
Forgetting what needs to be forgotten.
Seeing the beauty in it all.
Can't you see it too?
Mixed emotions stirring in me again.
Trying to do it right this time.
To make it work and really enjoy it.
Enjoy those who truly care.
Really truly do.
I know they aren't faking it
They are the ones who will be here for me when I feel I'm drowning
in the rough sea of mixed emotions.
Thank you for making me so lucking.
Growing in spirit and soul.

Today (Liz Poetry - 1980's)

Today.

I am obsessed with today.

This moment.

The time is only the here and now.

I live in the present, not the past.

I see only what is in front of me.

I can't see the time that has passed beyond my shoulder.

It's gone.

Not existing any longer.

I thrive on this second

with my only plans surfacing to fill my present goals.

My past is a tool to my success for the future

Not the focal point.

So I am here in the present.

That can not be denied.

Poetry for scroll and Liz and Chris' wedding (5/1/1994)

We'll laugh

Cherry blossoms fill our eyes

Hearts...

Candy coated spirals interact

Continuously

Blood flows in our hearts

And we cry

Because we want it so bad

Forever

Longing to be that bear

That is held in the arms

of it's Momma

Fling it all away

Leave your cares for another day

Cry and laugh forever

Until the power explodes

And your fingers travel

The mysterious path

Of ecstasy

And agony

...And then they laughed

untitled poem (Liz Sidener 1980's)

Look at the colors
deeper
deeper
It starts out grey.
the anger, pain, hate.
Brewing up inside.
Can't you see the black?
The emptiness?
With just that one spot of bright light.
Hope!
It grows larger and larger.
It engulfs you
or so you think
Spit it out
Get rid of it
Your hope is gone.
You killed its light.
The soft reddish glow of pain.
A bleeding heart.
The dark blackness overpowers all.
It is all.
All that matters.
It has taken over.
Just when you feel all is lost, there appears a yellow spot.
Tiny and slightly growing.
What is this strange kind of warmth it gives off?
Haven't you felt this before?
No!
The blackness spits it out again
but it appears and reappears.
Every time getting stronger, growing brighter.
Then it stays and you no longer want it to leave.
You can't make it leave.
It grows so bright.
It helps you see the good.
You turn a lightish grey, but the blackness is still lurking in the
closeness of your pink locked up heart.
Then one day the other dark ones apart from you loom too near.
They want to take your soul
Take everything!

Ant (Liz Sidener - 1987)

I touched an ant today
he left his scent on me
for revenge I suppose
in the next century.
For all his relatives and friends who screamed in pain
when their little lives were ended
from a stomping foot
or cruel pinching squash.
When my death takes place
They will be the first to mangle my face!

Con amore to Christopher Reeves ~ Courage and Light (Liz Sidener, 10/4/2000)

Chill me

so strong

so real

so solid

love, so real

one tear, pain

suffering

so real

you overcame!

bless you for coming before us

all of our love

to You!