Archive | January 2019

At the mall

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Sitting in the modern bazaar, the mall

Looking at all sorts of people walk by

A black guy with braided hair with his headphones on

A twenty something girl with purple hair

A guy with a very long beard

A girl looking at her phone as she walks

Sales signs everywhere to entice the shoppers

Chocolate boxes in the shape of hearts for the upcoming valentine

A man carrying a suit he just bought

Someone next to me talking on her phone about her flight

Someone walking with scarf, hat and mittens on

Maybe she just came inside

And me sitting comfortably on a bench with my notebook

Each person I see has their own story

The guy with the long beard may be grieving a loss

The girl with purple may have just got some good news

The man carrying the suit may be mourning a friend

The person who is smiling may be sad inside

Friends talking

Maybe giving each other advice

Shiny new merchandise everywhere

Salespeople who are eager to sell

And in the middle of this material world

We are the carriers of our souls

Sensitive souls that need to be loved 

We each have our own story 

Some of it written, some unknown 

 

January 27th, 2019

Stay with me

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Once my daughter was distraught 

Life seemed confusing

Questions were many

Joy was gone

And tears ran down her cheeks 

Like rain from the clouds

 

I wanted to help her

I asked her what I should do

She said sit next to me mom

Don’t leave me alone

 

We talked a little 

I tried to console her

But later she told me 

I left too soon

 

She said she needed me there

I asked her what for?

Just to be with me mom

So I wouldn’t feel alone

 

Loneliness is the worst thing

During hard times

 

26 January 2019

Black and brown

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Natasha and I are sitting side by side

Talking about organizing the storage space in our house

Growing an indoor herb garden

And cleaning out parts of her room

 

She is very talkative and not on her phone

And we are chatting it up

But you wouldn’t want to see us now 

Or take our photograph

 

We are sitting side by side in the hair salon

With color on our hair 

She is going from brown to black

And I’m going from black to brown

The grass is always greener on the other side, after all

January 24th, 2019

Ode to chocolate

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Chocolate cures everything
A broken heart
A bad mark
A bad day
A nasty month

Chocolate melts in my mouth
And for a moment
My worries are gone
All that remains
Is the rich taste
The soft texture
The amazing smell

Chocolate makes everything better
A hectic day
Problems that come my way
Feelings of sorrow and confusion
Wondering about the solutions

It’s temporary, this feeling of relief
But it’s worth every calorie!
April 19, 2007

Heartache

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I’m saddened and in pain

Heartache is visiting me again

 

She wants to stay for a while

But I’d rather that she’d not 

 

She came unannounced and

Took space in my heart

There is not enough breathing room for me

Discomfort is what I feel now

 

But a guest has arrived 

And I need to be polite 

I’ll have to accept the discomfort for now

She will leave in due time

 

13 January 2019

My wish to write

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I wish to write I told someone in my youth

You haven’t lived enough he told me

You have to experience life

To have something to write about

The cup needs to be filled

Before it can quench someone’s thirst

 

I was disappointed 

Even distraught 

I wanted to write ‘now’

 

But he was proven to be right

I had not lived long enough

Not shed enough tears

Not questioned things I believed in

Not gone through confusion and doubt

Not fallen so hard that it was difficult to get up

 

The caged bird sings in captivity

It’s her release

It’s her cry of help

In the lonely confines of the cage

It’s what keeps her occupied

It’s what keeps her alive and brings her joy 

And others are moved by her song

 

January 2019

Broken dreams

 

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Shards of broken glass

Showing us a violent outburst

            An angry response

            A desperate plea to be seen

Even though the mirror has been shattered 

Shards of broken glass

            A sad sight

            Beauty destroyed 

            Reflections stolen

            Light darkened

And we can’t put the pieces back together 

We can’t return to the past

The deed has been done

A scream let out

Broken dreams 

Lay among the shards of glass

 

January 4th, 2019