Viewpoint (Haiku)


* I wrote this poem for all three of my children who are struggling right now with their self…  meaning; self-image, -esteem, -worth, etc.

The things that people do and say to us/about us are so very damaging to our psyche.  Even when we know at times what they are saying is false, it still hurts us.  We are left wondering why they would say or do that to us and eventually work it around in our minds where the finger is pointing back at us; like we must have done something to cause them to act that way.

The reality of it is that, often times, it is their problem and not ours.  People can just plain be mean for many reasons; self-loathing, anger issues, jealousy, selfishness, vindictive, etc.  But any way you slice it, we all have effects on each other, whether good or bad.

We need to keep this in mind at all times (including myself) when we open our mouths.  We need our words to be chosen more carefully and not speak out in anger.  To coin an old phrase, “we need to zip it!”  Because, when we don’t, the damage we do lasts for much longer than our anger usually does!

With love,


Fractured – This Week’s Picture It & Write

Snap. I wondered if I would be able to see my pink beanie in the photograph. It had been at least three weeks since Christmas had arrived and left, and yet I found a Christmas ball upon this tree. Hanging. Dangling. I felt the strange urge to reach out and snap the twig. Snap. I watched it fall, gracefully into the snow with a thud. It didn’t break. I could still see my damn reflection. The seemingly perfect sphere wasn’t so perfect. I could see marks of erosion and decay, like the ornament had developed cancer. My distorted reflection laughed at me, at my failed career. I kicked my reflection. Smash. It broke into a million, fractured pieces in the snow.

– Ermisenda Alvarez

And as there it lay
broken before my eyes

That momentary reaction
how I did despise

When it was because
my character they attack

While saying that there was
a “something” I did lack

To make me feel less
so they could feel more

Deserving of the praise
that they just lived for

Yes, I have many fractures,
little cracks and flaws

But I get them honestly
each one has a cause

They call my life
a mess and failure

And yet I have to wonder
if the same they could endure 

I’ve taken every punch
still on my feet standing

I will not ever buckle
in this world so demanding

I’m sorry oh little orb
I took it out on you 

When at the moment it seemed
you were laughing at me too

If my life was solid
without cracks in my ball

However could my light
shine through then at all?

Of who I am today
I truly must be proud

And to all the haters
I’ll scream it out loud!

Teresa Marie  1/14/12 © 

__picture it & write

by Ermilia



I believe that ugly
is a bad word

And should be one
that is never heard

When beauty’s in the
eye of the beholder

And given to each
by the pottery Molder

Who are we to
ever judge someone

According to the work
that He has done?

For the beauty that
the world does see

Is not the definition
of what’s in me

When of being ugly
you have been accused

It is a form
of being abused

And who is society
the standard to set

On the gage of 
beauty to be met?

If you can’t see
how unique and rare

That God made me
then I don’t care!

Teresa Marie  1/1/12 ©

For all of those “unattractive” people out there,
“you are so beautiful to me!”



Went Back To The Mirror

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I went back to looking
in the mirror today

Seeing if something different
to me it would say

Than what it did
just the other day

And the person I saw
had changed in some way

I didn’t find there
the one old and gray

But rather the leprechaun
came out to play

That bit of myself
had not gone to stay

With smirk on my lips
I took pleasure to say

Goodbye to my thoughts
of the other day!

Teresa Marie  12/14/11 ©

My Free Write Friday post of last Friday was a bit stuck on the outward appearance and my down mood, today when I looked, there was a different, more lighthearted person staring back  ~ and I thought I would share that person too 🙂


FWF; Take A Good Long Look At Yourself

by Kellie Elmore



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It seemed the harder she tried
another piece inside her died

For those words as callously spoken
had left her heart so broken

That she just could not see
there is a way for recovery

Of the self-esteem she’d lost
from the time paying his cost

While trying to gain his love
doing everything she could think of

He made her feel so low
no further down could she go

What to her he had done
was all for control being won

And using her as stress relief
served only to cause more grief

As the deep, red-hot pain
with tears her face did stain

In her heart of hearts she knew
there was only one thing to do

Of self-worth she found no vestige
as she gathered all her courage

Stepping out of her safety zone
she had created for herself alone

To give life one more chance
and learn again how to dance

To it’s ever-changing sweet melody
with joy in her heart being free!

Teresa Marie  12/6/11



Tired of This Mask

Tired of this mask I wear
I just wish I could be

The person that I really am
for all the world to see

But I am so afraid that
people won’t like the real me

So I go on pretending
living an assumed identity

Of it I don’t know how
it is I can get free

I can’t help but wonder why
this mask has overtaken me

And fear that I am doomed
 to wear it for eternity!

Teresa Marie  9/16/11

For all those who are wearing a mask and pretending to be somebody that you are not, be who God has created you to be and love yourself as He loves you!


As He Intended

Dare  to be different

Stand out in a crowd

Know what you believe

Say it out loud

Don’t conform to what

Others say you should

Do what is right

Work for the common good

For you are unique

One of a kind

Be the original version

That God had in mind

In your mother’s womb

When He created you

Just the way you are

Live as He intended you to!

Teresa Mari  8/21/11

It’s When You’re Content

For it’s when you’re content
in this life to simply be
as what was God‘s intent
when first He fashioned thee

From who you truly are
to how yourself you see 
let not the ‘tween be far
with no room for the enemy

You need not ever compare
nor even try to compete
for in His love you share
what the devil cannot defeat

In this you gain power
 more than what you’d expect
with confidence you won’t cower
and others will gain respect

Everything comes from the Father
the One Who created you
in His love you won’t bother
over what others say about you!

Teresa Marie  6/29/11


The First Step

He who is outside his door has the hardest part of his journey behind him.
– Dutch Proverb

The First Step

The first step is only to
make it out the door
and then after you do
just to take a few more

Sometimes it’s much harder than
what other people may think
if you don’t be believe you can
’cause you are on the brink

Of being paralyzed with fear
and allowing all the doubt
to make your path unclear
and finding your way out

Allow me to say I know
what you are going through
but it will continue to grow
if there’ nothing that you do

It’s a choice you must make
and I believe that you can
’cause that first step you take
is the same way I began

And the next comes with ease
after the first one has been taken
then you go where you please
for that fear you have forsaken!

Teresa Marie  4/13/11