Three Months

A calm
evening filled with
some craziness with the
wedding, and it's arriving in
three months.

05/31/2019

Afterward

After
the talk, Andy and I
listened to some music
and had some drinks, yet I still thought
of her.

05/31/2019

Layers

A short
conversation
was shared, stilted comments
with an undercurrent of some
tension.

Filling Station

Today

while hanging out

in Flemington, I ran

into a former worker with

her son.

05/31/2019

Extras

Doing
my best to breathe
while handling the stress
of people wanting to invite
extras.

05/31/2019

Stories

I picked
up two new books
from the library, pets
gracing the covers, heartwarming
stories.

05/30/2019

Waiting

I have
waited for years
for a life change to take
place, and I realize that I must
act now.

05/30/2019

Patience

It is
so difficult
to wait, but patience is
key to fulfill the goals I need
to rise.

05/30/2019

Weeks

In a
few weeks,
a major change will take
place in my life, bringing sweet peace
once more.

05/30/2019

Shining

I look
forward to the
day when the sunlight shines
in our community once more,
all day.

05/30/2019

Thunderous

The sky
gradually changed,
from bright to dark in mere
minutes, thunderous sounds in loud
cadence.

05/30/2019

Rainy Days

Each day
brings a steady
downpour of rainfall, and
we wonder when these weather shifts
will end.

05/30/2019

Raining

Watching
the rain pouring
down outside, a drastic
change in scenery outside, so
much wind.

05/30/2019

Crossing Bridges

As the days grow warmer,
I think back on happier times

With my active
poetry community.

Laughter, tears, bonding:
a sisterhood, a tribe.

Over time, change shifted
the landscape of our group.

Misunderstandings beginning
the rift.

Emotions pushing that divide
even further.

I wish things were like
they once were.

For now, I have memories
of times shared, celebrated.


05/24/2019

Struggling

It creeps in once again,

that feeling of doubt,

No matter how much you write

or create,

Nothing I do will ever be

satisfactory. 

I struggle to push it down,

move on with my daily life,

Yet thoughts continue

to leak in and impede

My progress in writing,

creating, living.

05/24/2019

New Books

I love
getting swept up
in different stories, each
scene filled with drama, creating
new life.

05/21/2019

Weekend in PA

A fun
weekend across
state lines, taking in a
good show and admiring the
clear day.

05/19/2019

Saturday

As I awaken
the springtime sun is glowing,
a weekend promise.

05/18/2019

Gown

In three months,
we get married.

I never thought
this would happen,

Yet here I am,
getting my dress

Altered today, after months
of gazing at my gown

In the closet. I'm hoping for
a quick process, but most

Importantly, I look forward
to wearing it in August,

Standing before him as
we declare our love for

Each other.

05/18/2019

Raining

Day after day
the rain continues to pour.

A faint glimmer of light
shines through on some days,

Yet it only lasts a few hours
before the darkness resumes.

It reflects the current climate
of the month's tensions in this world;

Unstable, relentless in severity,
limitless.


05/13/2019

Yearly

Each year
emotional,
unable to work out
how to celebrate without her
presence.

05/12/2019

Mothers Day Weekend

Activity
taking place today
at East Ridgelawn.

Cars line the
parking area as

People bond with loved ones;
at the plot next to Mom's,
a family redecorates

Their matriarch's resting place,
planting lovely florals.

Across the way, some children
run to greet a relative,
their father keeping watch.

I spend a few moments
with Mom, realigning a brick
that slipped out of place.

I say my prayers for her,
and communicate,

Memories taking me back
to my mom's house,
conversing during visits.

Always soft-spoken,
yet listening to every word.

So valuable were those moments;
fleeting, yet precious.

05/11/2019

Not Quite Easier

This weekend is filled 

with family gatherings;

Saturday with my loved ones,

Sunday with his. 

This weekend will bring

emotions I would rather

not deal with,

Yet I will be in the company 

of loved ones, instead of

being alone.

I did that six years ago, and 

that was a huge mistake.

Mom is no longer with me,

yet being with loved ones 

help during this time of year.

I still think of her every day,

and wish she was still with me,

As I quietly wait for 

Mothers Day to pass once again.

05/09/2019

Deceptive

Hearing
untrustworthy
stories over the phone
angers me, yet I hold my tongue.
For now.

05/08/2019

Kandaka: A Found Poem

Women are taking the lead in Sudan.

Young women in this revolution,
   who marched,
      staged sit-ins,
         climbed trees,
            sat on fences,
               stood atop vehicles and
                  threw gas canisters back at soldiers...

without any regard for their personal safety.

Women revolutionaries are called 'Kandaka',
the title given to powerful queens of the ancient
Sudanese kingdom of Meroe,

Who led nearly 2,000 years ago
and led their people into battle.

Kandaka,

eager to ensure the clock will not be turned back
after this revolution.

Kandaka,

there is much cause for optimism.  


05/07/2019



Poem is inspired through this article:

Women, hopeful for change, are driving Sudan's uprising
by Zeinab Badawi:
https://www.ft.com/content/8adf06c2-6c0c-11e9-9ff9-8c855179f1c4

Glimmer

My hope is laced
with disappointment,

At her not arriving,
yet I could never hate her.

Our connection stays strong
across the ocean;

Despite her saying that
her trip is on hold,

A glimmer of hope glows.
Someday.

05/06/2019

One Week Away

These few days leading
up to Mother's Day

Are usually approached
with trepidation,

Memories of her love
now takes the place

Of phone calls and visits,
still painful many years later.

Even knowing
that she is never far

Still brings sadness,
since our thread

Of communication
is silent.

05/05/2019

Nearly a Year

It's been nearly a year.

My creativity only carries

through in small 

passages,

Refusing to go beyond 

a full page.

It could be due to several reasons: 

exhaustion, laziness, disinterest. 

The question hung over me

day after day,

Until last night, while seeking

a poem to share;

A lengthy one, unlike the limitless

short form pieces I keep.

I notice the last time I wrote 

a poem with length 

Was back in August, while 

grieving over my friend's loss. 

Emotions flowed 

over the page that day,

My written words expressing 

the anguish my voice could not.

She always encouraged me 

to create, to write, to share.

Her absence has been felt

each passing day.

I eventually found a piece 

to share last night:

A poem about friendships,

and the sudden shifts in life.

It felt so good to share again.

I feels so good to write again. 

05/04/2019

Book Garden

It has
been months since my
creativity sparked
into life, yet last night offered
a spark.

05/04/2019

Solution

Reading
a new story
is the remedy for
a somber mood, adding needed
respite.

05/02/2019

Non-Stop

One side
devoid of sound,
with the exception of
a constant ringing, chiming noise.
All day.