Spotlight for Poet Cindy Smith

Poems from : Voices In My Head


Voices In My Head



I looked at your face
And what a surprise
That smile is back
Held deep in your eyes

Your outlook on life
Has taken a U-turn
It’s happiness, love
For which you now yearn

I’m glad to be here
Beside you each day
Watching as you chase
The dark clouds away

I want you to share
The rest of my life
For better, for worse,
For always, your wife


As you sit out on your porch
In your old rocking chair
Wondering why no one
Ever comes visit you there
You are thinking of your children
They are all full grown
“Where are they? How are they?
Why have they left me alone?”
Think about your years past
When your children were still young
What kind of seeds did you sow
And what tending was done?
Did you show them your love,
Or was it just words to hear?
Were you there to help them
In their times of need and fear?
Were their talents and deeds
Given praise, by you, enough?
Or did you rant on their hair
And other such dumb stuff?
Think of your grandchildren
Did you show them you care?
Or did you just give them gifts
No time with you to share?
Did you give to each family
Your support and praise
Showing the world you were proud
Of the children you raised?
Or did you still try to rule
As if their houses were yours
Choosing not to see they grew
Their pain and hurt, ignored?
Maybe this loneliness
You are feeling deep inside
Is now what you must reap
From the seeds sowed by your pride


The snowflakes floated silently
Throughout the darkening night
Crystal flakes so delicate
Gently blanketing all in white

From the cars in their junkyard piles
To farmhouses and ranches
The snow coated all it found
Not missing tiny tree branches

I woke to dawn’s morning call
The whole world shined clean and new
I saw Winter’s cold answer
For warm Spring’s morning dew.

They Won’t Shut Up


Friend just told me
Very hard truth
I should have learned
While in my youth

My heritage
Not as believed
How easily
I was deceived!

Sure dear parents
Are so ashamed
That even now
I use their name

Must fix this fault
That is all mine
Mud on my face
No longer shine!

At home more apt
Make pizza, stew
Than tortillas
I never knew!!

Need a great plan
Oh, What the Hell
I’ll get a job
At Taco Bell!

Work really hard
Both day and night
Finally will
Make all this right

Bean burritos.
Enchiladas, too
Spicy tacos
And that green goo

I will learn how
To cook at last
Live for future
Forget the past!

My mom and dad
Will be so proud!
May point to me
In a large crowd!

Properly cook,
I wish to be
REAL Mexican!


Saw you treat people
With utter disdain
As if you enjoyed
Causing others pain

Stood watching as you
Cheated, stole and lied
Sparkling smile used
As subtle disguise

Being your sister
I thought was a charm
Our love would keep you
From causing me harm

I never thought you
Would do it to me–
On purpose cause pain
It just couldn’t be

I tried to believe
It was a mistake
Too big of a shock
For my mind to take

My heart won’t let me
Pretend anymore
I see how you are
I’m closing the door

Takes only one straw
To break camel’s back
I must now admit
Empathy you lack

It is your nature
Some evil you planned
Nothing “personal”
I do understand

Forgive you, maybe
Forget, I cannot
Know even leopards
Can’t change their spots


Winter ebbs
As Spring dawns
Silent days
Fill with song

Moonbeams shine
Deep in night
Mingle with
Bright starlight

Precious nymphs
Sprinkle dust
Bring to life
Blooms for us




Where you can purchase this book:

Amazon Authorpage:
Amazon Kindle: They Won’t Shut Up
AmazonUK Kindle: They Won’t Shut
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Barnes and Noble:

Other works by Cindy Smith:


About the author:


Cindy Smith was born in southern NY State and raised in a small town in Upstate NY. Cindy has lived in many different states from Maine to Florida, in this wonderful country. She now resides in Indiana, with her husband. She has worked a variety of jobs during her life- waitress, department store associate, certified electronic technician. She is currently employed as an over the road trucker. When she is not working or composing poems, Cindy likes to read, listen to music and do arts and crafts. Through all her experiences, she had voices in her head dictating poems. The voices would not relent until Cindy wrote the poems down. She invites you to eavesdrop. Cindy self-published her first book of poetry, Voices in my Head in November 2011. Her second, They Won’t Shut Up was released by CH&BB Publishing July 13.

Where you can find Cindy:

Twitter: @cindysvoices
Amazon Authorpage:

2 thoughts on “Spotlight for Poet Cindy Smith

  1. Thank you so much for having me!


  2. aoifesheri says:

    It is my pleasure Cindy. 🙂


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