Archive | January 2018

Web of love

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The web of love
Entangles us like little flies

The connections we make
With souls who live
Close to us
Trap us
Capture us

Once in a while
We must leave our web
It hurts to go
It’s hard to fly

Then we are caught
In another web
A new web of love

From web to web
We go, we fly

Each time we leave,
we take some of the love
With us

April 6th, 2003

My laughter

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My laughter
Like an explosion of sound
Like thunder over the ocean
Like a waterfall in a lush jungle
Like a cacophony of birds singing
Like blinding lightening
Like a drum roll
Like church bells pealing
Like flashes of light

My laughter
Like hands clapping in joy
Like an orchestra playing
Like the sun shining
Like the wind blowing
Like a volcanic eruption
Like a river rushing by
Like a spring bubbling
Like a rainbow in the sky

January 17th, 2018

Injured heart

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What do I do when my heart is injured?

Do I put a bandaid on it to stop the bleeding?
What if the bleeding won’t stop and the band aid
Is not big enough?
Do I tie a bandage around my heart, tight
Then walk around with a bandaged heart for a while?

And what will I do to prevent further hurt and injury?
Do I encase my heart in a hard shell
So it stays safe from the next cut or breakage?

What should I do when my heart gets injured?

January 16th, 2018

Missed connection

 

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Holiday season
Travel
Missed airline connection
Frustration
Impatience
Resignation

A different sort of connection
Impossible without the missed one
Sometimes the world seems to have
No rhyme or reason
Sometimes what seems random
Is actually not

I’m learning to take what comes
Try not to make a fuss
In every missed opportunity
Could be waiting
Another one

Never despair

 

January 15th, 2018

 

Prompt

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Two people speaking at the table next to me
In French
The faint sound of music playing in the background
The sound of dishes, clanking against each other
Chattering away
The sound of the chair being pulled on the ground
Groaning as if in pain

Other voices
Other people talking
My notebook
My pen with the statue of the Martini Tower hanging from it

The hum of conversation is oddly calming
There are people around me
But they don’t demand my attention
The music is lovely
Not too loud

I sit next to the large window
With my coffee
And a copy of Imaginative Writing
From which I got a writing prompt
And started writing

January 10th, 2018
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My bracelets

 

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My bracelets
Gold
Round
Shiny

My bracelets
My connection to Iran
My connection to my childhood
My constant companions
Jewelry I got from my mom

They let you know when I’m near
They jingle as I move
My kids have played with them
When they were young

They have stayed with me
Throughout the years
Through the good and the hard times

I buy other bracelets
Thinking I’ll wear them sometime
But my golden bracelets
Are the ones that are constantly
On my arms

January 11th, 2018

 

Guests

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Guests
Guests from Shiraz
Guests from other cities in Iran
Guests from other cities of the world
Friends
Relatives
Friends of friends

Guests
What I remember of my childhood home
The well used large dining table
The big back yard
With the weeping willows
Where I roamed and daydreamed
Dancing with the willow trees

Guests for dinner
Guests who stayed
Bringing pieces of the world with them
Entertaining guests
Is what defined our home

January 10th, 2018