We Are Who We Are....Embrace that

This song is a huge part of me..it stays in my soul..i hope you have time to listen to it....


I am a girl who collects things..Books, and buttons and odds and ends of things..Like a fairy. I capture the odd and beautiful things of life in jars.

I raise Paper whites in the window in Winter ..I capture Spring that way..

I look for ways to make people feel beautiful and loved.


"We are who we are..Embrace that today..."

Sometimes we let guilt for things we didn't do weigh us down. We can't let the past drown us. We are all guilty for something.

I wish in so many ways I could have relived parts of my life over. I wish in I could change so many things...But I can't .

I can only go on with today and look for ways to be happy with myself. With my surroundings.

Don't let guilt swallow you today.

Move on..Do it. Move on. It is time. Be happy and start a new life.

Love Nita

Song of the Siren...

I am in love with Neptune..The God of the Sea

He is in love with me

I found him hard and broken by the water's edge

His brown chocolate eyes warmed by the sun.. but so lost..

"Mermaid what is your name? He barked

"My name is Ethereal" I whispered... my heart in my throat

"Why do you come to me everyday and leave me messages?" He asked with anger in his voice

"Because I love you..I am not like the rest. I don't go away. I stay.

And when you are angry with yourself I watch and think of ways to make you better."

I looked at my fin as I spoke..flipping it in the green blue waters..Scared I had said too much.


"I see you watch me.."he said quietly.


"I am broken Girl...Maybe you can't fix me..I have been broke a long time. So long."
He lifted his head to the wind and tears coursed down his beautiful face.

I swam to him and cupped his face in my hands..and he lowered his head to meet my lips..Salty tears from his eyes filled my mouth. And i drank them ...

He and I love each other..Neptune and I

by Nita Barrow- Zimmerman

"My heart sighs from the sorrow"...Neptune whispers

New

The candle burned bright in the window as I walked by..

It was lit for a missing woman

She had walked off one stormy night while the heavens raged against the earth..

bright flashes of lightening seemed to be sent to engage the minds of the weak that night

Her mind..

Packing a flashlight, her two favorite books, some food and a little money..She walked away

Her mind was at ease..She had always been a good girl..Been her Mother's obedient daughter..Been her sister's trodden down companion

Been her husbands whipping post

Been tired so damn long of living for everyone but her

Lost within herself by the games people played with her heart

Giving love to her, then taking love from her

it was too much

She had a red stone heart in in her right pocket..and another stone in the left pocket that said "happiness"

I heard she has an Orange grove, and lives quite happily away from them all

A new name, a new life...

She took back her life...Good luck girl..


by Nita Barrow-Zimmerman



{one of the most beautiful songs in the world...when i first heard it.. i could not stop crying..it touched my soul so much}

All this time i have loved you and never known your face..all this time i have missed you and searched this human race..here my heart knows love..bathed in your sighs..I'm gonna love you till the seas run dry..

Freedom Fight..

He hit me in the left eye with a sharp right hook and knocked me to my knees.

I landed in a position in which could have been mistaken for praying..

I looked up to the face I loved..Tears streaming down like unleashed fountains.

I encountered only a sneer.


"Are you gonna shut up now? You have nothing important to say..So keep your mouth shut." His eyes were filled with flames..Nostrils flared.

I looked up in love...And determination.

"I have a voice..It will be heard. I have an opinion, it will be shared."

This time he kicked me in the stomach.

I fell with an unusual grace and Angels seemed to cry out...


I lay with bloodied lips and battered features..Crying softly, not understanding the violence that an opinion, that should be mine...Had caused.

"Are you done with your opinions and thoughts?" He said standing over me with a doubled fist.. waiting..

"No, I said, You can beat me to death. I will have thoughts..I will speak..I will share my ideas..And if you are wrong I will question you."


As I lay bleeding, bruised and naked to the world a light seemed to shower me ..A light from Heaven.

I had won..

He fell broken to my feet.. "I am lost inside..That is why I do the things I do. I have been suppressed so I want to suppress you."


I touched his head with my hand..Softly.. And said in a whisper, "Be healed..Be healed.." And I walked away..


by Nita Barrow-Zimmerman


This poem was about my first marriage. I learned that I had a voice that was going to be heard no matter what. I also learned I could forgive and walk away..That I could hate the sin and not the sinner. For they are so often broken themselves.






"It's not the wind that cracked your shoulder and threw you to the ground"

My World is on Fire...

(please listen to this if you have time...i love you all...we are not alone...not as long as we have each other..)



When I was young things were taken from me..My innocence was stolen. It did something to me.. Something I hated.

But I could not get it back no matter how hard I tried. I was tainted..stained.

And things just seemed to happen to me after that ...I learned to close myself off to people who might hurt me. I recognized the signs in them..The signs that said I will hurt you if you let me. And I learned to guard my heart..But not very well, because I have always trusted like a child.

I have read articles, that say whenever we are molested, we tend to stay the age emotionally, the age it happened to us. The age our innocence was taken..

I don't feel like a victim though. I feel like an over comer.

I feel like if I do make mistakes in character judgements, God will protect me....I have a strong faith in that. My trust in Him has sustained me.

But, I have fallen so far..So far. Done things I never thought I would do..

Out of loneliness..Out of sadness. But my faith has in God has never wavered..He has been here for me all along. Waiting for me to return to Him..

Calling me gently to Him..Telling me the burdens of the world are nothing compared to the peace He provides..

But in my finite mind..I want to figure things out on my own. Crash and burn then have Him pick the pieces up..Sad but true..My stubborn heart...

I don't have everything figured out..I never will. But I know I am making my way back to Him. To God..Trying to slowly make a path to where I hear His voice again..

For He never forsakes me..The way I have forsaken Him..

In my brokenness I fell into a hole..

A hole I almost didn't come out of..But I kept hearing Him along the way..In my heart.. "You can make it Nita..You can do it..Hold On..

So now I hold on.. as I work my way back to Him..

Sending love ..Nita....