Buried Alive

By Tilly Rivers

© Copyright 2004, Tilly Rivers


The pressures of the world

Crashing down upon my chest

Can’t breathe

Can’t see beyond the next hill to climb

Buried alive

Ground is so cold

Holding me down

Holding me back


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

All I know is that I need to be free


The weight of responsibilities’

Loud in my head

Can’t breathe

Can’t see beyond the next hill to climb

Buried alive

Ground is so cold

Holding me down

Holding me back


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

All I know is that I need to be free


So tiny is the light in the distance

I might have missed it

If I hadn’t felt its warmth

Breaking through the hard cold ground

No more Demons of life trying to hold me down


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

Light is born through magick

Freedom is mine




Beauty

By Tilly Rivers, Copyright 2010


Beauty is what I am reaching for

The beauty of the soul

To sing with me

To dance with me

To smile with me

Not just for tonight



Beauty is what I am reaching for

Pretty simple sight

The beauty of true love

To teach me

For my life

Christmas Story


Christmas Memories

By Tilly Rivers

Copyright 2009, Tilly Rivers


It is not the gifts that is forefront in my memories

Very few presents do I remember

I remember the feelings as if they were yesterday

Love

Warmth

Special

I remember every year we use to sing Christmas carols

Out of tune

Off key

Words not remembered-- hummed

It was so beautiful

No music now matches its wonder

I remember all of us being home

The gathering of the clan

The smells of home made baking

Christmas cake, home made candy, and a raisin pie

Dad’s favorite

Mom’s famous pumpkin pie

Going for a drive into town to see the Christmas lights on display

The ‘ohhh’s” and “aww’s”

Of each glass bulb blinking for our personal honor

I remember Dad would place a nail just so for us to place our socks

One by one we would put them up

With visions of what Santa Claus would bring

Always on Christmas morning we had to eat breakfast

Before we had our gifts

The one healthy meal of the day

For we were allowed to eat candy whenever we wanted

That day only

Stuff our faces until we turned green

I remember the turkey dinners

Christmas stories of past

The mistletoe hanging in the living room

My parents making excuses to visit it often

My special ornament for the tree

Smiles

Hand sewn doll clothes

My first doll house

Lovingly built with wall paper on the walls

Curtains on the windows, carpet and furniture

Each piece created from love

For me

I remember believing in magic

For my parents made it special

I remember candy canes and snow

Making snow angels

Throwing unsuspecting snow missiles at my siblings

And running behind my dad for protection if they dared to get even

Laughter

I remember the laughter the most…

Christmas memories

Cherished

Captured moments of the soul

Making me smile





Beauty Factor

By Tilly Rivers

Copyright, Rain Enterprises/ Tilly Rivers


The formula of what we should be

The rules of illusion of what beauty is

Who are they?

To tell me what beauty is

Who are they?

To tell me what I should look like


Know the truth

Beauty can not be found in the pages of a magazine

Our imperfections are undiscovered treasures

Break the formula

Stand up for your right

Tell them the truth


Beauty Factor

What beauty is?

Self-confidence

Style

Aura

Magic

Lure


Be you

Secure in who you are

The beauty factor is self

All women are

BEAUTIFUL!







Baby Girl
By Clarence Rivers
Written to me: Tilly Rivers on my birthday June 14th 2004


Clarence Ernest Rivers February 27 1921 – June 20 2004


She’s sunshine and showers
Bubbles and bows
My pride, my joy, my love
My blue skies above
She blesses my life, makes it complete
With her happy ways and scampering feet
Now she is grown
With a life of her own
Her life’s a constant whirl: like her
But
Forever, she is still my baby girl!

ANGER

Tilly Rivers, Copyright © Rain Enterprises

We can all dwell on what we conceive to be as unfair in life.

Let the power of that misery eat and absorb who we are until we no longer, feel or even resemble the person we were once.

We can all sit and let that anger that bitterness of why me, filter into every pore, every fiber of us until we are comforted in our misery, in our pain.

Until we are justified within ourselves to feel the way we do.

Until we no longer see anything, or any one without first seeing the ugliness.

Anger, sadness, negative emotions and thoughts will never get me what and where I want, but following my own path will.

Challenges lead to positive results

I have learned that by nurturing love, it will nurture me

I believe that if i treat those around me with sincerity and kindness my path will be marked with the success of what is right.

How easy is it to give up? To give in?

To let the negative parts of life win

Why?

Why do YOU let fear eat us alive until we no longer become who and what we are?


Always

Always

By Tilly Rivers

© Copyright, Tilly Rivers/Rain Enterprises, 2010


Always

Now there is a word

Perhaps it is not a measure of time

Maybe it is a measure of the heart?

Always

Could only be for one moment

One night, one kiss

One single spark

Carved in who you are

Always

A flash. Here. Gone

Never to depart from your soul

Even if it is never repeated

Maybe you do not need a hundred years

Always

Maybe you do not need a thousand days

Upon a thousand seconds

Maybe you only need

One single moment that will stay with you

Always

A night. A moment. A flash

The keepsake within your soul





Buried Alive

Buried Alive

By Tilly Rivers


The pressures of the world

Crashing down upon my chest

Can’t breathe

Can’t see beyond the next hill to climb

Buried alive

Ground is so cold

Holding me down

Holding me back


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

All I know is that I need to be free


The weight of responsibilities’

Loud in my head

Can’t breathe

Can’t see beyond the next hill to climb

Buried alive

Ground is so cold

Holding me down

Holding me back


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

All I know is that I need to be free


So tiny is the light in the distance

I might have missed it

If I hadn’t felt its warmth

Breaking through the hard cold ground

No more Demons of life trying to hold me down


Silent words whispered

Call them prayers or pleas

All I know is that they HAVE set me free

©Copyright Tilly Rivers, 2010

For you Mom...I love you

Lyrics to Mama

II Divo


Mama, thank you for who I am
Thank you for all the things I'm not
Forgive me for the words unsaid
For the times I forgot

Mama remember all my life
You showed me love, you sacrificed
Think of those young and early days
How I've changed along the way [along the way]

And I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
And I miss you, yeah I miss you

Mama forgive the times you cried
Forgive me for not making right
All of the storms I may have caused
And I've been wrong, Dry your eyes [dry your eyes]

Cause I know you believed
And I know you had dreams
And I'm sorry it took all this time to see
That I am where I am because of your truth
And I miss you, I miss you

Mama I hope this makes you smile
I hope you're happy with my life
At peace with every choice I made
How I've changed along the way [along the way]

Cause I know you believed in all of my dreams
And I owe it all to you, Mama

Shadow Master


© Copyright 2010, Tilly Rivers/Rain Enterprises

I am the shadow master
Supporting, illuminating, setting the stage
If anyone was to look
They would see us both entwined
Pretty face
Clever creature
Sexy form
Strength reborn
We are always one
Blended
One the light
And one the master

Born From Darkness


© Copyright Tilly Rivers/Rain Enterprises, 2007

Desire is heightened
Sudden
Inexplicable radiance
Born from darkness
Enjoy it to its fullest
Orgasmic capacity
Allow feeling to eclipse thought
Transcendence over ego
Fusion

Longing is keen
Unexpected
Mysterious warmth
Born from luminosity
Benefit from its power
Orgasmic dominance
Allow sensation to overshadow reflection
Awe-inspiring over self-image fault
Blending

Hunger is intense
Unpredicted
Mystifying heat
Born from brilliance
Gain from its influence
Orgasmic supremacy
Allow wonder to surpass thought
Breathtaking over question
Unification

Ghost


Copyright, Tilly Rivers, 2007

Ghost
Tilly Rivers


Are you a ghost?
Someone I have made up in my mind
Do I love you ? Do you love me?
I suppose we will never know
I reach out and you are not there
You reach out I am a wisp of air
Maybe I am the ghost
For I can not seem to find me
And I certainly can not seem to find you
Why have our paths and hearts crossed?
Or did they cross at all?
Are you a ghost?
No- it must be real
For ghosts can be seen more often
Only reality is so painful, cold and silent
Invisible lines of hurt
Ghosts I do not fear
This silence I can not bear
I crave you
Beg to have you in me
Only to discover it is just a ghost lover
Sleeping beside me

Being Me

Tilly Rivers

I look in the mirror

And I wonder why

Why did I change?

I was fine just the way I was

Yet in the name of love

I thought I had to be different

I want me back

I want to be free

I am worthy of love

Just by being

ME

I look in the mirror

I see pain

In the name of love

I let you hurt me

I am pain

Love is not painful

It does not lie or betray

Why am I letting this happen to me?

When did it begin?

How did something start out so right-

Only to end up a poisonous bite?

I look in the mirror

Time for change

Love is not at fault

I thought ..if only..

Instead of knowing

I am worthy of love

Just by being

ME!

Don't Drop Me


Don’t Drop Me


I’ve let you in
I am flying in your arms
Please
Don’t drop me

I’ve always been scared
Terrified to believe
Please
Don’t drop me

I’ve craved love
Wanted so badly for it to be true
Please
Don’t drop me

I’ve opened myself to chance
A chance at love with you
Please
Don’t drop me

I’ve always been scared to dream
Shut off the hope that love does exist
Please
Don’t drop me

Please
Don’t let me fall
I am begging
Don’t drop me

I won’t be able to survive
The plunge
Please, please, promise me
Don’t drop me


© Copyright 2010 Tilly Rivers™ Inc.