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Got On line


Got on line

masked and subdued,

nothing much else to do.

My shopping list as long as the line

not everyone looked fine.

Glazed suspicious looks and stares

as if no one were there to comfort or to care.

Finally a signal

to walk right in.

I hope this time I’ll find everything.

Blue masking tape marks the spot

where the sixth feet distancing

between, begins and stops.

Cashier stands behind a shield of Plexiglass

Wearing white plastic gloves and

a light blue cloth mask.

No one speaks to one another;

voices muffled so why bother anyway.

So hard to understand what people say.

Cannot tell if anyone smiles.

Everyone tries not to touch someone

as they walk down the aisles.

Empty shelves

symbolize.

Does anyone truly realize

what is at stake here?

I do not think anyone knows for sure.

All we know is we must endure.

Hold on to what is so dear you hear;

even at a distance,

everyone still feels the fear.

Will today be the day

that someone here

becomes

another number calculated

on those dreaded deadly graphs

with slopes and curves

that shake and toss around our nerves.

As I walk back to my car,

I cannot hold back the tears.

I want to believe this may all just be a bad dream;

and that with a forceful and fiery scream,

I will awake,

to what was before.

A New Found Poem


A New Found Poem

To be honest

Now I can see

Magic and miracles

Our world,

Our Old world

Our New world

Will teach us lessons

We may not want see or understand.

A robin sang

to wake me up this morning

It shared a secret

From above

GOD IS IN THE RAIN!

It told me to

shout it from the house tops.

And I did.

I then went outdoors

And took a deep cleansing breath

For all those who are not able to breathe easily these days

I prayed for all those who are in despair.

The robin flew back onto the bush

Where it sang to awaken me.

I noticed Spring has indeed sprung.

Hope was alive again.

Love reentered my lonely heart.

I started to sing Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

Attributions: I used titles or lines from posts written by my fellow bloggers who are always an inspiration to me.

johncoyote

Eyes + Words

Pat Cegan

Source of Inspiration

Frank Hubeny

Poetry, Short Prose and Walking

Man of many thoughts Keitharrettpoetry

Quote from “A Dream Within A Dream” by Edgar Allan Poe


I recently had a ‘dream within a dream’. I do not know how I was lead to this poem by Edgar Allan Poe. He is one of my favorite poets and moreover a great storyteller. However I had never read this poem or at least I do not recall ever having read it. I found it as I was reading an old anthology. My “dream within a dream” was more of a nightmare. I would like to share a few stanzas from the poem. For me it was an eye opener. I hope you enjoy it. Please leave a comment.

Yet if Hope has flown away

In a night or in a day,

In a vision, or in none,

Is it therefore the less gone?

All that we see or seem

is but a dream within a dream.

And I hold within my hand

grains of the golden sand –

How few! yet how they creep

through my fingers

to the deep,

while I weep,

while I weep!

O God! can I not grasp

them with a tighter clasp?

O God! can I not save

One from the pitiless wave?

Is all that we see or seem

but a dream within a dream?

Passwords


“In the arts, as in life, everything is possible provided it is based on love.” 
              -Marc Chagall

I wish I had the password

to access pure love and peace.

The one to help us to release

tensions and frustrations,

biases, and even hate.

It would prohibit foul verbalization

vulgarization, and dehumanization

just because we have free speech.

You may characterize my wish

as utopian and or even naive.

My wish is deeply embedded in my soul

and I just want to think

It may come true someday.

An Amazing Performance


There’s hope! This is all I can say when I heard this extraordinary young man sing and play piano. Autism speaks! Autism sings. I worked with autistic young people a few years ago on a special project. I coached adult autistic students to write poetry and find their voices. It was such an enlightening experience for me as an educator. Much more research needs to be done regarding autism. There is no doubt that autism has a spectrum. This performance blew my mind, made me cry and filled me with hope. Enjoy!

A Found Poem – Closing National Poetry Month


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A Found Poem

 

Flightless wings

know very well

Authenticity

lives in death

The song of May

reminds us

that Mother’s Day

is near

and a Mother’s fear

grows more today

Because

The Promised Land

no longer sows

Bluebells in the sunshine

Beside the old Trail of Hope

Where I used to collect

my dreams one by one

But despite the awful things

That spread on fields of my mind

I am not obedient;

Conformity is not my thing

I Pray.

I pray for kindness.

and want to spread the word.

Life is Good!

Lift your voice and sing!

Tomorrow will be May again:

Flowers scheduled to be in bloom,

let us forget the words of doom.

And for those who predict only gloom,

Just remember,

Tomorrow is another day.

and soon it will be Mother’s Day!

Let us rake the fears away.

 

As I mentioned in the video I created this Found Poem inspired by some of the titles, words and phrases used in the posts of my fellow bloggers at WordPress.

Attributions:

Pat Cegan

Ricardo Sexton

The Moral Traveller

John Coyote

Liz Bard

The Poet’s Corner

 

On the 8th day of a New Year


A tad late at wishing everyone on WordPress a Happy New Year! I certainly hope that this year will be more harmonious, full of wise choices, less political bickering and more, at lot more tolerance and love. Last year was at a tough year for me and my family. We lost a few loved ones and grieving is most definitely a long process.

On this 8th day of our New Year, I hope we all have a “Year of Magical Thinking”. I borrowed the title of Joan Didion’s national best seller of 2005, which I have just recently read. The book helped me through my grieving process. It is an extraordinary read for anyone who has had to accept the death of a family member of dear friend. A true must read.  But the title also connects to my newly found optimism that we will collectively begin to read more, think things through more objectively and clearly as well in quite stillness and complete mindfulness. Therein, lies the magical thinking.

Mario Gianluigi Puzo’s novel The Godfather uses the reference of “going to the mattresses” in the voice of Sonny:

“No, no, no! No more! Not this time, Consigliere, an adviser, especially to a crime boss. No more meetings, no more discussions, no more Sollozzo tricks. You give ’em one message: I want Sollozzo. If not, it’s all-out war: we go to the mattresses.”

I ask for all of us to go to the books, the sacred documents of our founders penned and to the words of thoughtful, mindful writers. Read, write, react, respond and foster great ideas and stand up for our democracy. I ask you as a teacher, a mother, a grandmother of four, a proud American and of course as a poet.

There is a Chinese proverb that says, “Outside noisy, inside empty.” I see this in politics today and it scares me.  However, we have the moral responsibility to make the “Noisy” go away. Hopefully, something will fill the emptiness. The emptiness inside any individual can only be filled by that individual. I can only pray for people who have that void.

On this 8th day of the New Year I hope you can join me in growing hope for the present, for the now. We must nurture it like a plant and keep it safe from storms. and coldness today. Death has taught me that life is too precious and too short. One of my favorite authors Dr. Wayne Dyer said it the best:

                                               “Stop acting as if life is a rehearsal.

                                               Live this day as if it were your last.

                                              The past is over and gone.

                                              The future is not guaranteed.”

 

 

There seems to be much uncertainty today. It may overwhelm us this very moment. I felt that way. But it made me ill. I began asking myself, what I can do today to change that feeling, erase the fear. The response was the same each time. Act now. Think magically now. All shall pass. Happy today! Happy today, the 8th day of the New Year!

 

 

Devastation


Puerto Rico, the Virgin Islands and Mexico are under siege after the destruction that has devastated entire cities and towns. My heart aches.  I try to Raise the Vibe but it gets harder each time I hear the sad consequences of these numerous storms and earthquakes. Please help me Raise the Vibe for these people. I feel helpless and incompetent. They need engineers, rescue experts, doctors, paramedics and over all water and food. Since this tragedy all I do is doodle and write. Please help me Raise the Vibe. Go to the website for Raise the Vibe or connect through Facebook and post something inspirational.

In the meantime, here is what I worked on today as I thought about some family members I have yet to hear from.  This gif represents to me the chaos caused by these natural disasters.

My faith is deep

but slowly

it slips away

along with the hopes

of some people

hit by disaster

 

I ask myself why

so much devastation

it seems catastrophe comes

back to back

the forces greater each time

Nature fighting back

like a defeated heavy weight boxer

comes back sometimes to knock out opponents

with great fury and resolve

Are we the enemy?

Listen!

I guess we need to pay more attention.

Why?

Because we need to survive.

 

If Trees Could Talk


If trees could talk

These two trees would be

telling you

they are happy to have

survived the two hurricanes

that devastated Texas, the Caribbean and Florida

They would tell you they represent hope.

 

Please give to the telethon Hand In Hand being televised right now. Oprah Winfrey and many other artists and performers are taking part in the magnanimous event. Give what you can. The one-hour Hand in Hand: A Benefit for Hurricane Relief telethon airs live from Los Angeles, New York and Nashville Tuesday night (Sept. 12) at 8 p.m ET with a 8 p.m PT rebroadcast on the West Coast via ABC, NBC, CBS, Fox, CMT and more.

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