New Poem~I Can't Help It~

New poem: I Can't Help It I can't help it I'm just me, what you get is what you see. I talk fast when I'm excited I dance or sing if I'm delighted sometimes I'm a bit near-sighted I was born with wrongs that can't be righted but I'm the me I've always been, just wanting to be a loyal friend thru thick and thin clear to the end. But people don't seem to like what they see or think it's wrong or I should be something else that is not me. They get upset because I love a man who is special and magical named Josh Groban, they don't like that I see his magic powers or that I could stare at him for hours that I want to squeeze his thumb and turn him Zanny or that I've expressed my thoughts so many I am not afraid to speak up and say how my love for him has grown by the day. It is not normal they all say that I see him in my strange way. He flies thru the air with the greatest of ease without wings or glider or Trapeze, he moves time around without the sightest of sound he travels thru it hither and yon backwards and forwards dusk to dawn he can read your mind with the gaze of an eye, or vaporize something scary with a light from his hand he can use the Force as well as the greatest Jedi He can cure Grobanitis across the land with the Voice that gives us the strength to stand. I've always been told "you're not good enough, your looks would scare him" and that is tough but why am I so rotten and no good when any other person could walk right up and hug that magical man take a smiling picture with Josh Groban and know their life is now complete if I could do that it would be so neat. To sit on a Zanny couch with Josh would rock my world OhMyGosh I'd have pleasant dreams forever more and without dreams I am done for. All I want is to let Josh know that all I have is love to show. I want him to know what he means to me that only a loving Grobanite would he see and I would do my best to make him happy. I can't help it I'm just me, what you get is what you see. I talk fast when I'm excited I dance or sing if I'm delighted sometimes I'm a bit near-sighted I was born with wrongs that can't be righted but I'm the me I've always been, just wanting to be a loyal friend thru thick and thin clear to the end. I can't help it I'm in love with a magical man with a golden voice and a heart-melting smile whose name is Josh Groban, to tell him this I'd walk 1,000;000 miles. Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* © 12-06-2011 *screen~Name

Michael Jackson's Doctor Indicted

Michael Jackson's Doctor Indicted

What Happens Now?~New Poem

What Happens Now, Michael?

What happens now while we're far apart?
What will become of my broken heart?
I know I still have you with me still
but I feel to heal my heart never will.

I have this big hole where a light once shined
but now it's a void left firmly behind.
Where's all the magic you once showed us all?
Where does the time go now it's a crawl.

These days are bleak for me no smile will come
I feel like a zombie just shuffling along
I know it sounds incredibly dumb
and completely insane to more than just some.
But Michael I need you I need your sure hand
I need you to help me so I can stand.

I don't know why but this world is dark
where there once was a glimmer or even a spark,
where once I had hope and a dream to reach for
now I have nothing no joy or laughter to feel anymore.

I'm not able to love anyone now it's all been for you
but now that you had to go to the next world it's left me blue
because you're all I have and I just can't go on.
I wait for the day when I can be with you again
and the horrible darkness of this world will end.

Life is not the same without the magic of you
and I can't smile anymore because I am so blue.
But my love for you will not end because of a day
and I will not stop celebrating you every way
in little things that you once said
a funky song popping in my head
or the sound that came when you laugh out loud,
or that certain sillouette I see in a crowd
or the shadow that comes within a cloud.

What happens now Michael?
I hope you don't leave me anytime soon
because me without you is like sky without Moon
and I can't handle you not being here.
I thank God you're my angel and still always near
your voice still calms my nightly fears,
but I still can't help that I wish you were here.

The Force has you now but I hope that someday
we will be together again some day some way.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson (c) 10-25-2009 4 months today.

Siena's Poems, Dreams and Thoughts: New Poem~Michael

New Poem~Michael

Michael


I walked along the beach today

to watch the setting sun

and marveled at the scenery

as the day was almost done.

I realized how many times you gave me strength to stand

I remember always wishing

that I could be with you at Neverland,

and then I realized that Neverland is alive in my heart

and thru your beautiful smile it can never part

The sun gleamed off the water blue,

and I had to smile when I thought of you.


Your eyes hold a light that shines all its own,

it's like the brightest star that has ever shone...

you have always had the purest heart

and we always knew that from the start.


Your intentions were alway for the best,

and now that they've laid your physical form to rest,

I hope you find true happiness.

You deserve to be free from pain or sadness,

and now I hope you know only gladness.


You're still with me as you said you would be

and I treasure that always wholeheartedly.

I know your time on Earth is done

but you are still My Only One.

My heart holds you dear

and I know that you're near,

but sometimes I still shed a tear.

I miss you Michael this is true

but I also know that you are an angel

and God has made a special place for you...

I hope one day I'll be beside you

walking in the Greatest of Neverlands

I hope you know you still hold my heart in your Zanny hands.

Siena Iman Vaisa Jackson* (c) 9-11-2009
*screenname

RHETI Sampler Test Results I tied btwn 2 of these

The short (well 30something question) quiz is below:

http://www.enneagraminstitute.com/dis_sample_36.asp

Have fun!

I'm a Personality type 4 (the same as my beloved MJ R.I.P). I'm curious to know what personality type is typical of the MJ fan. :)[/QUOTE]

I tied btwn these 2:

Type Two
The Helper
The caring, interpersonal type. Twos are empathetic, sincere, and warm-hearted. They are friendly, generous, and self-sacrificing, but can also be sentimental, flattering, and people-pleasing. They are well-meaning and driven to be close to others, but can slip into doing things for others in order to be needed. They typically have problems with possessiveness and with acknowledging their own needs. At their Best: unselfish and altruistic, they have unconditional love for others.

Type Nine
The Peacemaker
The easy-going, self-effacing type. Nines are accepting, trusting, and stable. They are usually creative, optimistic, and supportive, but can also be too willing to go along with others to keep the peace. They want everything to go smoothly and be without conflict, but they can also tend to be complacent, simplifying problems and minimizing anything upsetting. They typically have problems with inertia and stubbornness. At their Best: indomitable and all-embracing, they are able to bring people together and heal conflicts.

OMJ! This does sound like me, I hate conflict!

New Poem~Never Far Behind~For Michael Jackson

Never Far Behind

Michael, you may not walk upon the earth now,
but you're still with me even now.
Thru a voice among the trees
or a gently blowing breeze,
a quiet voice to sing me a song
and I don't believe that this is wrong.

You put your arms around me to quiet my reeling mind
that's how I know you're never far behind.
You come to me when I'm in fright
just like in the earthly life
to see that I'm alright.

I feel you Michael in everything I do
and I will never stop loving you.
A baby's smile or the laugh of a child
lets me know you've come back for a while.

Why did it hurt when you left so much?
I suppose because now I don't have the physical touch,
but I know you're still here with me
even if it's only the heart that I see
but I still see you plain as day
you will never fade away.

I see you and I hear your soft voice in my ear
letting me know you're always near.
I wish you were Zanny I really do,
then I could still hold onto you,
and then I'd never have to be blue.

But when the world crashes down on me
and when things seem to go so terribly
when the night becomes a horrid place
I feel your presence or see your face,
and that's a love nothing will ever replace.

Thru tiny little special signs
like when the light of morning shines
or a song that helps me to unwind
Michael, I know you're never far behind.

Tami L. Cook (c) 7-8-2009