Tag Archive | Poetry

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
Premiere Moisson

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

Broken mirrors

 

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Broken mirrors
Broken dreams
What was once beautiful
And reflected light
Now, lies shattered on the ground

Did the person who break the mirrors
Not appreciate the artistry and hard work of the person
Who put them up?
Why did he find pleasure in destroying
What someone had built with care and love?

The shards of glass litter the ground
They can now cut with their jagged edges
And draw blood

Before, they reflected beauty and light
Now, they represent destruction and anger
And can do harm

This site of beauty destroyed
Holds the gaze of one who passes by
What happened here and why?

Amid this destruction
There are elements that survived
There are structures that stand tall
To testify to resilience
To defiance
To strength
To hope
And there are small pieces of mirror left
That continue to reflect the beauty that surrounds them

Nevertheless, seeing the shattered glass
Saddens the heart and
Makes one wonder
What part of human psyche
Craves this kind of destruction

 

May 22nd, 2016

A new page

It’s a new year because we have decided to mark time this way
Otherwise today is not that different from yesterday
Or a day in the last month

The renewal we feel in the New Year
Happens inside
We decide to leave a year behind
And start another one

We decide to leave disappointment and loss behind
We leave behind unhappy memories and the time that was
We start fresh in our mind and heart
We make new plans for the days to come
We feel rejuvenated and possibility
Is what we see

So, as the New Year begins
Let’s say good bye to what was
And embrace what is
Let’s turn a new page
Let’s look ahead with hope and expectation

 

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