Archive | November 2016

Naked

img_0343It’s winter
The trees have lost their leaves
Their branches stand naked
Nothing protects them from the glances
That are cast upon them

The nests built in the shadow of their leaves
In spring
Stand exposed

There is something sad about
The absence of the lush leaves
That decorate their branches
And give them body
In the summer time
But there is beauty
In their new found transparency

Their branches are extended
With self confidence
Nothing weights them down
At this point
They feel lighter
Even though they are exposed
No secrets
No hidden agenda

They are vulnerable though
Ice will cover their branches during
Freezing rain
Weigh them down and break them
They will feel the sharp jabs
Of hailstones more acutely
But there is always a price to pay
When bearing one’s soul

November 25th, 2016

photo credit:  Masoud Atrvash

 

Stones

We live more isolated
More orderly lives
Various things separating us
From one another

Bigger homes
Longer distances to work
Less time for family and friends
Valuing independence
Fear of rejection
Old wounds of the past

The distances created between us
Make our communities feel colder
More organized perhaps
Less chaotic
But Loneliness is rampant

Instead of talking to friends
We call hot-lines designed
To help us cope

When we need help
We are weary of asking our
Neighbour for a hand

When we stand in line
We look down at our phones
Instead of at each other

Separation is cold, lonely and lifeless

Being more connected may be
More chaotic
Louder
Less comfortable at times

But it’s colourful
More lively
More cozy
More kind

A helping hand is nearby
Loneliness loses its meaning
And the happiness quotient will definitely rise
November 28th, 2016

 

Collage of me 2

We search for our identities
Especially when we are transplants in society
We try to find out how we fit into the world
To what cultural group we belong
What values we espouse
And how other people see us

What if such a rigid identity is not to be found
We are all born with intrinsic personalities and abilities
After that, our experiences, our education
And our efforts make us who we are

Our ‘self’ is fluid
It changes as we learn and grow
Our experiences shape us
And this will continue all our lives

I find this liberating
Because now I don’t have to find out
Where I fit, to which group I belong
Who accepts me and who does not

I am unique
As everyone else is
I am who I am because of the places
I have lived
The languages I’ve learned
The books I’ve read
The people I’ve met and befriended
Where I was born factors into this too
It’s one of the many things that makes me me!

I am Eastern
I am Western
I am Persian
I am Canadian
I value art and poetry
I value friends and family
I value honesty, compassion and equality

I’m an adventurer
I am a rebel of sorts
I am curious
I want to learn
I live and write in English
More than in my mother tongue
But there is no discrepancy in all this
They all make up the collage of me

November 11th, 2016

The artist

The artist
A sensitive soul
Who feels so deeply that
Overcome with emotion
There is no place for her to turn
Expect to her art
To release the emotions
That have gripped her heart

The artist
Someone who translates her pain
Into a beautiful tableau
For all to see

The artist
A magician of sorts
Drawing a sigh of disbelief
For the unexpected feelings she evokes
From the people who have come
To see the show

The artist
The vessel that allows
Herself to be used
To carry the message of
Beauty and hope
Sadness and disappointment
Wisdom and joy

The artist
Humbled by the gift
She has received
Dedicated to telling the stories
That need to be told

The artist
Essential for the health of the soul
Essential for taking the edge off
The realities of living in this world

November 2016

Laugh out loud

Laugh out loud my friend
Laugh out loud
I know there are times when we cry
When we’re sad
When the world weighs heavy on us
But when you can
Please laugh out loud

Let your laughter ring
Through the room
Let it bring joy to everyone

The days of women being
Demure is done
Laugh out loud my friend
Laugh out loud

Tears are special
When they fall
They was the sadness
From our hearts

But when life affords you
The opportunity to laugh
Laugh out loud my friend
Laugh out loud

You need to be heard
You need to shine
You need to celebrate life
No more silent or quiet laughter
Laugh out loud my friend
Laugh out loud

Sometimes heads turn
When we laugh out loud
We take people by surprise
Women’s laughter is noticed
More than men’s
Because we’ve been quiet for too long

I read somewhere
Laughter is spiritual relaxation
I read it’s the best medicine
I know it invigorates you
I know that fatigue leaves

And if you can make
Other people laugh out loud
May you be blessed for all time!
November 4th, 2016