Just Be
Meditate:
be tranquil
at peace, one
Breathe in, out;
gently feel
stress melt by
Focus on
this moment,
nothing more
Lemon Lime Still Life
The lemons in the still life were beckoning me,
so shiny, so sour and full of a certain je ne sais quoi.
The limes were meh, so-so.
The lemons felt justified I think.
I’m not sure why.
Perhaps they felt stronger than the limes,
whose green skin was slowly fading in the bright sunlight from the window.
I’m not sure why fruit should feel so self-righteous.
Perhaps the lemons feel they are more useful than the other fruits
lounging in their exotic purples and reds
in their more perfect roundedness.
Perhaps it is the pressure to ripen in too short a time,
I really don’t know.
I guess the fruit doesn’t get to choose which side of the bowl it is arranged in,
or have any say at all about the talents of the painter.
Lies
Lies
pacifiers, fooling infants, soothing
Lies
masterful creations for deceit
Lies
used to blind the truth
Lies
fingers crossed behind my back
Lies
Don’t look at what I’m doing
Lies
Listen to what I’m saying
Lies
That’s not what I meant
Lies
I’m sorry that wasn’t my intent
Lies are
Decorative, artistic craftings of the unworthy
used to blot out the light, the knowing of others
Hope
I hope for a place
To subsist in harmony
I hope for a space
With hope and faith
I hope for a place,
To rest and enjoy,
Is this a fantasy?
Or just a delusion?
I hope, one day
I can find that space
To live in peace
Do you know that place?
(Hour Six – Maritza M. Mejia)
genuine
Am i genuine
Quick answer me that one
Am i
Genuine.
What does that mean
Being genuine.
Real Authentic True
Synonyms
To being me
Originality Individuality
Being genuine
Listening to my heart my soul my gut
Doing what pleases satisfies satiates.
Genuine
When I feel a smile
In the middle of me
Soft Light
Untangled
Flowing in and out of the act.
Am I genuine
Yes I am
Now I am
True to a self I belong to.
Genuine to a self I reached to.
Honest Happy Comfortable.
Accepted Accepting Acceptable
I am genuine
This is me
At last I am
The true genuine myself.
_narinder.
Creatures of the Earth
Creatures of the Earth,
with breath and heart and mind,
teach us to see
beyond just humankind:
We are all One.
Jennifer Pratt-Walter
© 8/2017
Enjoy It
You there, with the little legs, toddling and stumbling around, yes you.
I know you can’t talk so good yet.
That’ll come later, don’t stress about it.
You have more important stuff to think about right now, and I’m gonna dd a couple things to your list.
First, notice those little twitches on peoples’ lips when you smile. The ones that make their eyes glow, and the skin around their eyes wrinkle.
Pay attention to those faces. You’ll soon learn to love your own. But never forget to help people show those faces every now and again. You’ll realize why soon.
Second, don’t forget to give trees high fives, or see shapes in the clouds. Also, feel the grass on your feet, or how soft flower petals feel.
When you get bigger, people will tell you to forget these things and change the way you look at the world. Don’t listen. If you lose that, then the world will feel a lot colder and more boring.
Last, don’t forget to look in the mirror and watch how your face changes. It’ll be like a flash sometimes, or you won’t see any change at all. But all of that’s okay, because that face is still you. And no matter what it looks like, it’s still you.
You’re gonna grow and change so much, but you need to watch for all of it and enjoy it. Your first day of school, meeting your best friend, and playing in the pool. Splashing in the tide pool on a beach, climbing the monkey bars, and listening to birds sing.
It’ll all change you. So let it. And enjoy it.
You’re gonna learn so much and become more than you could ever imagine.
Enjoy it. I’m excited to watch you grow, and see what you become.
#6 Sleeplessness
You kept me up last night
When I should have been sleeping
Against my better judgement I clicked on the link to your life
(Because our lives are simply the result of someone’s search engine)
And there you were, in all your glory
And glamour
Beneath the lipstick, the leggings, and the long, black hair
I try to find you, I try to find the face that haunts me
That I’d rather not remember
When you were my brother.
You change your looks and you change your name
But can you change your memories?
Because I cannot change mine
No matter how hard I try.
I can’t actually
Ever go to sleep.
6- Small Silly Things
Your words cut
I lay awake with the moon
Replaying the reel over
Are you conscious of me?
A mind wrestle
Wanting you to hear the silence
Realize. Hold me tight
Wipe my tears
You now sleep
Forgive and forget, now rest
You’re here. That matters
The morning fresh start
Awaken with kisses
A loving look shared between
Your world and mine. Let go
Of small, silly things
Hour Six
Deep gladness, great hunger –
having wondered if I would ever get beyond,
I wonder no more.
The green is perfect –
I’m enamoured of the variation in each continent’s pines,
I know that now.
I inherited black clothes, the color blue –
embracing them as my mother before me,
I wonder no more.