Category Archives: Poems

A hard Journey


Our collective journey right now is a difficult one. Who do we believe? What are the hard truths we will have to face? Will we see more deaths because of the COVID-19 pandemic? Will our children safe in school? Will there be an effective and safe vaccine we can trust? Will our elections be tampered with by foreign enemies or even by our own home grown terrorists? Because chaos begets chaos and because hate begets hate and because uncertainty is a type of terrorism, we must unite to seek the truth. We cannot continue to allow anyone to divide us. We must unbury the American values we cherished so much. What happened to how we deplored big brother watching us, political coups, injustice, bigotry and leaders who lied to their people? Our country lived by values. We cherished our constitutional rights, our civil rights and liberties. What has happened to us? We were not perfect. But we knew about basic decency. We always knew what was the right thing to do for the good of us all. We the People must be the force of goodness, empathy, and compassion. We are all exhausted. We need positive energy to carry on our most valued right. The right to vote. These last few days I feel like I am in a labyrinth and here with the help of Pixabay I have tried to illustrate my poem.

GOD BLESS AMERICA!

Also My Prayer for today


These two great singers are among my very favorite singers. Listen and read the lyrics. They always bring me peace.

 

I pray you’ll be our eyes,
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise,
In times when we don’t know
Let this be our prayer,
When we lose our way
Lead us to a place,
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we’ll be safe

La luce che tu dai (the light that you give)
I pray we’ll find your light
Nel cuore resterà (In my heart it will remain)
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarci che (To remind us that)
When stars go out each night
L’eterna stella sei (You are the eternal star)
Nella mia preghiera (In my prayers)
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c’è (How much faith there is)
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe

Sognamo un mondo senza più violenza (We dream of a world with no more violence)
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza (A world of justice and hope)
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino (Everyone lends a hand to their neighbour)
Simbolo di pace e di fraternità (A symbol of peace and fraternity)

La forza che ci dai (The strength you give us)
We ask that life be kind
È il desiderio che (And the desire that)
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amor (Everyone will find love)
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a sè (Around and inside themselves)
Another soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child

Need to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we’ll be safe
E la fede che (And the faith that)
Hai acceso in noi (You have ignited within us)
Sento che ci salverá (I feel that it will save all of us)

The Prayer

 

How do I unite my body and soul? – A question to be answered


During these difficult times,

when there is still

a real fear

that many more of us may even perish. (from COVID 19 – 200,000 dead and counting)

My heart knows what it has most cherished;

prayer for one thing,

even when the harsh sting,

of hate and despair,

continues and dares,

us to believe in hope.

Why don’t we realize the oneness

of our existence?

Why all the resistance

to love each other

as brothers and sisters?

As my heart beats and keeps

track of time;

we still do not know what remains.

I still sing a simple refrain

Halleluyah! Halleluyah!

Hoping to hear the answer to

How do I unite my body and soul?

 

 

 

 

Fire, Race & Still Hope


After watching such terrifying images of the destruction caused by the fires on the west coast of the USA, I tried to put myself in the place of the victims and simply start shaking at the thought. It saddened me so much to hear about the number of deaths including a young child. I believe that climate change is the ultimate culprit for these calamities.

I wonder if we will be able to reverse the damage so far. Three states are suffering from the fires and who knows how many people will end up with serious respiratory illnesses in the weeks to come. Louisiana is soon facing yet another possible hurricane. Puerto Rico has to deal with the sand storms that come from the Sahara. You have to see it to believe that so much soot can accumulate within just a few days. The island has also experienced several earthquakes as have so many other places.

We can only hope that science will figure out what needs to be done. We know what we can do to help the situation. During the pandemic shut down, many cities were observing how the environment seemed cleaner. Obviously, there were less cars on the roads and therefore less pollution. It simply makes sense the more we work together the better the results. Sometimes it takes something like a pandemic to help us see reality.

Racial tensions augmented during these last few months. All races came together to stand up for racial justice. I recently reread a copy of James Baldwin’s The Fire Next Time. I had underlined these quotes so many years ago when I first read his work and which still resonates today.

“Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time. Perhaps the whole root of our trouble, the human trouble, is that we will sacrifice all the beauty of our lives, will imprison ourselves in totems, taboos, crosses, blood sacrifices, steeples, mosques, races, armies, flags, nations, in order to deny the fact of death, the only fact we have. It seems to me that one ought to rejoice in the fact of death–ought to decide, indeed, to earn one’s death by confronting with passion the conundrum of life. One is responsible for life: It is the small beacon in that terrifying darkness from which we come and to which we shall return.”

“And if the word integration means anything, this is what it means: that we, with love, shall force our brothers to see themselves as they are, to cease fleeing from reality and begin to change it.”

                                          ― James Baldwin

Life only happens once. And for those who believe we reincarnate it still happens one life at a time and within a specific time. I hope and believe that we can make life better for each other when we decide to accept that each of us is deserving of a good life, a healthy existence, a peaceful coexistence. I still hope that we awaken to the essence of our oneness. Are you ready?

Image by Melba Christie (c) 2020

19 Years Later


Have we forgotten

who our true enemies are and were?

Have we forgotten how we united

for a powerful cause?

We vowed to never forget!

We vowed to stand together.

Nineteen years later

the pain is still so real;

tears flow,

hearts broken,

Silence of words unspoken,

bells tolled,

flags furl 

stoic salutes,

over 3000 names uttered by loved ones.

roses placed gently.

No, no, we will never forget.

Let this day be our bookmark

to the beginning of a new chapter

of the stories that will also resonate

in our minds forever 

of the losses we have had 

in these last few months

Lives taken

by a different fiend

one unseen

by friend or foe.

NEVER FORGET!

No matter what

we do know 

how to stand together!

God bless America!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

62 DAYS 06 HOURS 38 MINUTES 09 SECONDS – IN THE MEANTIME


In the meantime,

I pray for the souls

of over 184,000

who were probably alive

last year on this day and the day before.

Never dreamed they would leave the earth

so abruptly and alone.

In the meantime,

I write haiku,

I dream and hope,

I breathe deeply,

and visualize brighter days.

In the meantime,

I listen to nature’s songs,

I look at the view

for something new,

I seek inspiration,

to help awaken my imagination,

and I am still in the now,

and utter positive affirmations,

that our nation,

under God,

indivisible,

will unite

once again.

Going on Sixty-five days – Don’t just count the days; make the days count!


Don’t just count the days; make the days count!

For the sake of our democracy,

Election day is paramount.

Make sure you take in to account,

What the senators have done so far.

Have they worked for us or

bowed down to the wanna be czar?

It is not just enough to complain;

and simply get upset.

What is important to know

is what your vote will get.

The choices and decisions are pretty plain to see;

truthful, serene and mindful is what we all want to be.

So if your heart is full of hope,

As is mine, it is all that helps me cope.

I want to offer you a very sincere plea.

Make sure you vote!

to help revive our democracy!

The Dream – 57 years ago


 

A dream pronounced

by peaceful warrior standing his ground

His message still resonates

How beautiful the sounds

of people cheering, believing

that dreams do come true.

Fifty-seven years have passed.

Today we reaffirm, and decree

his hopes for a united front.

Civil disobedience, peaceful protests

and good trouble will be revived.

Enough is enough!

Poem by Melba Christie

“We Cannot Walk Alone…We Cannot Turn Back”

 

 

66 DAYS 15 HOURS 41 MINUTES – To be Precise


Fact checkers need to go out, research and be precise;

The urgency of now cannot be over emphasized.

We have now listened to the two major sides

and their multiple points of view.

Some things I heard frankly were not all that new.

This is why now we need some truthful and great sleuths on the ground.

Reputable and true journalists must report soon what they have found.

I will list for you the relevant issues and I hope I am concise.

Shifting blame, name calling, and sheer partisanship will no longer suffice.

I implore you to read and listen for accuracy, and meticulous reporting.

There are only 66 days left to decide who you will be supporting.

Questions should be similar to these and more:

How many billions did the USA actually receive from other countries?

What finally happened to the second stimulus bill?

With all the billions supposedly attained, why are they bickering over how much and when?

Does everyone understand we are in a recession?

Will the COVID-19 Vaccine be safe for human beings?

Has testing for COVID-19 truly slowed down?

What the real time numbers of deaths and infections?

Are medicaid and medicare at risk?

How are the senators and congressmen and women voting on the most important issues?

Will the USPS be ready to deliver mail in ballots?

How are all social media platforms protecting our elections?

I can think of so many more things that need to checked.

I hope you have questions to add to this list.

I am tired of the rethortic and misinformation.

I am tired of some journalists not asking the right questions?

I am tired of the ranting and complaining.

If you are tired too then you know what I am saying.

I am a mother and grandmother first as you may have guessed;

looking out for the future of my family and friends.

but most of all for We the People of these United States.

 

Please submit feedback. Stay safe and stay informed. 

 

Image by pixabay.com

 

 

 

I have provided links that may be useful. 

67 Days 16 hours 10 minutes – Let me be clear


Let me be clear

there is nothing more dear

than the privilege of voting

I for one am hoping

the days go by even faster.

The fear of more of the same is a disaster.

We will not really know

how many of us will show

for the Corona Virus may still be alive

killing us at a high rate

who knows how many of us will survive.

Then, we need to beware

of those who do not care

and contribute to our collective despair.

 

Right now, as I write

so many are in a fight

with a monster hurricane

I pray for their well-being

but the devastation will be difficult to sustain.

Then, we continue to face

the unrest about race

The violence is a disgrace.

I have said this before

We need to get together

stronger and more united than ever

We need to open our eyes wide

see the truth and the need

for our leaders to truly lead

and focus on resolving problems

stop the ridiculous rhetoric

and start dealing with

the challenges ahead.

Miracles are real, But we can’t wait

There is an old saying,

We also need to help ourselves.

Only 67 days remain,

I will continue singing that old refrain,

“Come together right now!”

Our democracy needs us to come together.

God bless the suffering right now.

God bless the United States of America!

Countdown – 75 Days 14 hours 14 minutes – Calm will Arrive!


I was inspired by this countdown clock that measures to the second how much longer it will be until election day. I wrote the following poem starting with a borrowed line from Destined 4 the Dub. I write found poems all the time and all it takes is reading a clever line from a fellow blogger. I want to create awareness and encourage people to read and listen as we move closer to election day. It is so important to keep informed and to be able to distinguish the truth and alternative facts.

I hope you enjoy this poem. Afterall, my goal is to inspire with my art and poetry. I have been enjoying the comments. Here is the found poem. I hope that one of you can give it a title. Please write your suggestions in the comments.

Carefully choose what you remember.

Let go of all the lies.

Allow the waves of change

to flow gracefully into your hearts.

We are the new dreamers.

However, the seeds were planted long ago.

Sow them gently;

So you hear their soothing mantra.

They create harmony for us;

all of us.

Know now the urgency of our oneness.

Our voices echo love and peace.

Do not forget to look at the view.

Nature always heals the soul.

Watch out for the rainbow;

it knows our destiny.

We will survive!

Breathe!

This too shall pass.

Attributions: Miriam Out and About – Destined 4 the dub


Mediation by Melba Christie

78 days – Calm enough to write a poem today


Uncut

like a wildflower hidden

among the wild weeds,

Life continues.

We still exist.

We will survive all eventually.

Perennial dreams

continue to inspire

some people,

somewhere,

somehow.

 

I wonder who they are though.

Peace yearns to be spoken about out loud.

I yearn for peace and calm again.

I want to know

how to tell if

my heart is still whole.

How wise am I

when I still believe in hope?

Should I believe that all this craziness will end?

Am I out of mind?

 

We are all paying a very high price now.

No money in the world will wash away the pain.

But still I remain,

and hum the glorious with refrain,

that asks all of us

to “imagine”.

I still dream profoundly

because heaven does not sleep.

It keep my dreams

floating among the purest clouds

and it shapes into the pillows

that rest my weary head.

 

Some words were borrowed from different poems and blog posts.

 

Images by Pixabay

 

Eighty-three days – When I think about my vows


For better and for worse

in sickness and in health

until death do us part.

Vows that many of us make in a marriage.

 

How sad when you cannot be close

until death wants to separate for your loved one.

So many souls died alone during this pandemic.

 

Some couples died within hours of each other

Death has no pride;

neither does this virus.

It does not discriminate.

It does not care who you vote for

or who your candidate is or what political party you belong to.

 

It is cruel, relentless, and even smart

because you may not know you are afflicted or infected,

until you actually feel ill. It changes the symptoms all the time.

It out smarts you;

Until it may be too late and

no one can come in to be with you when you die.

 

It may leave you with heart problems,

kidney failure and unable to think straight.

In 83 days, at the rate we are going,

Eighty-three thousand people may die.

This can be a reality.

Does this horrify you?

It scares the hell out of me.

I now know three people who are ravaged  by COVID-19

Something’s gotta give.

I vow to try not to infect someone else

I know what we have to do.

Will you?

 

I don to want to sound so hopeless or helpless but I just heard of a family member who has tested positive. She did everything right. So what happened? It is frustrating and it makes me crazy. I do not want to impose my opinions. I try to be positive. I want to write poetry. I want to inspire not to instill fear. So please be safe. In the meanwhile, think about what we can do during this next 83 days.

 

 

 

Eighty-six days – What Good Trouble are You Making?


‘When historians pick up their pens to write the story of the 21st century, let them say that it was your generation who laid down the heavy burdens of hate at last and that peace finally triumphed over violence, aggression and war. So I say to you, walk with the wind, brothers and sisters, and let the spirit of peace and the power of everlasting love be your guide.” – Late Congressman John R. Lewis

 

I finally read the entire OpEd written by John Lewis shortly before his death. It brought back Dr. Martin l. King’s last prophetic speech where he said, “I have seen the promise land; I  may not get there with you but I want you to know we as a people will get to the promise land.”

We cannot let the words of these two great men be erased from our history and most importantly from our collective conscience. We need to make sure that their dreams live on. We must exercise our right to vote and to make sure our country is under the leadership of intelligent, truthful and empathetic men and women.

I pray that COVID 19 does not continue to kill so many vulnerable Americans. I pray that I see the change in my lifetime. I pray that I can be a part of the change. We have 86 days to think about what is at stake. It is time to think big like one of my wonderful teachers used to say. He would challenge us everyday with this: “let me see how shrewd you are.” This continues to resonate in my mind.

Of course I just had to write a poem about it. Here it is.

Let me see how shrewd you are,

he’d ask us every morning.

We all knew he expected

from all of us to be

the best that we could be.

He wanted us to see

from all different perspectives.

 

He’d write a quote on the board

and made us think real hard

His methods some would say were a little avant-garde

He had a domineering voice

Everyone had to opine

We did not have a choice.

His quoted people from all walks of life;

usually someone he admired

for their leadership and courage.

 

Everyone loved him

He made learning fun and adventurous

Not once did we get tired

of how vociferous

he was.

If Mr. G is still around

I hope he knows he made good trouble

when he told us

to always stand our ground.

 

 

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