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Beauty


 

Nature knows all;

Beauty is the truth before us.

A heart healed.

A family reunited.

A spirit revived.

Kindness surging like

when the electricity comes back after a blackout

Applause, Applause,

Sweet music to the ears

of the weary

and tired

But the beauty of the soul

revealed

cannot be belittled.

Only the strong

Know the real beauty of life.

Have you been strong?

 

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National Poetry Month Begins Today


Every year for many years now I have celebrated National Poetry Month and invite and encourage those who find poetry difficult or boring to give poetry a try. If you have read my profile you will know that for me poetry is life and life is poetry. I was introduced to poetry at a very young age and had wonderful teachers who inspired me to read and write poems.

I believe that poetry can change your life. I also believe that poetry can heal. Our nation needs healing right now. We are facing a very deadly virus and have been told that there is a possibility that many thousands will lose their lives. The thought terrifies me and saddens me deeply. Hopefully the numbers of people affected will decrease substantially. This pandemic has hit hard in many countries around the world. This is why more than ever we must understand the concept of oneness. Prayer, meditation, and yes reading poetry will help us cope with the tragedy of what is now. I refuse to think beyond that; i must stay focused on the now. We have little control over what may happen as a result of this deadly and highly contagious virus.

I believe in hope. We must believe in the ingenuity of our scientific and medical researchers because we do have the best of the best working hard to find the therapy and finally the vaccine that will work.

Please join me in celebrating National Poetry Month by using poetry to help us heal and to comfort us. Join me to celebrate a Poem in Your Pocket. Look for poems that inspire and fill your heart with hope. Share poems with love ones and even perfect strangers. Write poems. Dedicate a poem to someone who is laboring to make a difference in all of our lives. Share poems via Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and any other social media outlet. Let us make poetry viral surpassing any other medium. Surprise someone with a poem inside a greeting card. Remember that poetry is life and life is poetry.

God bless you all and may poetry bring you joy and hope during these very scary and difficult times.

Here is my poem for today:

Someone told me once

A poet is a little god.

put on this earth to help us see

the beauty around us

and to make us aware

that we are all one.

Look at the view:

flowers are beginning to bloom;

birds are building their nests,

tree branches are regrowing their leaves.

We may have to be indoors and sequestered

for a while

but we can do so much to renew our souls.

Cherish every minute with a loved one.

And if you happen to be alone and even recovering

love yourself a little bit more.

Be forgiving. Send blessings out to the universe.

You will never imagine whom you may touch.

Walk through the gardens of your life;

Listen to the sparrow’s song,

and the gentle breeze will guide you always.

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#you can’t make this up


Reality checks every five minutes

TRUTH be told

we have become so bold that

we accept non real truths

I can’t make this up

even if I wanted to.

Watching carefully though

as tragedy surrounds us all

Realize it wants us to suffocate.

How much pain can we endure?

Singularly?

Collectively?

Can we afford the outcome?

#can’t make this up.

I don’t want to make stuff up.

I want to know the truth.

Please remember,

we are all one.

The universe is one only..

Our planet earth is only one.

We have only one life to live.

I have not made this up.

These are the universal truths we must face together.

Quote:

Rather than love, than money, than fame, Give me truth. – Thoreau

On Between Being and Non-being – A Found Poem by Melba Christie


On Between Being and Non-being – A Found Poem

It must be a wondrous state – the state of non-being

No one comes back to let us know

exactly what it’s like

But those who have experienced being resuscitated

and brought back to life

Tell us that there is a warm and loving light that surrounds and comforts.

The important thing is what we do in the between

Did we love unconditionally?

Did we soothe a troubled soul?

Did we practice the Golden Rule?

Were we true to ourselves?

Did we believe?

Does doing the right things and being a good being ensure

that we have a better non-being?

Should we worry more about today and not tomorrow?

Who knows?

Do you?

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Food For Thought


Because today I have been thinking about so many things at once, I decided to stop thinking. Our political scene which filled with mindful and mindless debates, continuously infusing cleverly crafted alternative facts are driving many of us to drink. It truly saddens me. But we must continue to listen mindfully. I came across a few quotes that calmed my busy mind. I want to share these with you today just in case you too are drained with all that is going on.

“You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems, and suffer; and understand, for all that is life.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti

“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” -John Milton

We Are Who We Love And No One Can Change That


We are who we love and no one can change that.

We are a part of their souls;

We met somewhere in time;

And the memory remained.

 

We are who we love and no one can change that.

Our hearts knew each other before

we became earthly.

The awareness was purposeful.

The love was simply too great.

It could be said,

It was fate.

We are who we love and no one can change that.

Be glad who you are.

Love had all to do with it.

We are who we love and no one can change that.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hello Again


I have been away from the writing board for a few weeks now. Sadly my beloved father-in-law passed away and we had to go and help with so much that is required after a death.

My father-in-law was my father. I lost my dad many years ago and he began to fill in that gap slowly but surely with much love as my father would have done. I relied on him for advice, his mentoring and a fatherly hug when I needed one. He will be missed.

My son delivered a very emotional eulogy depicting his grandfather as a noble family man. As I listened to him I heard my husband’s, my dad’s and my father-in-law’s voices all in one. My son had learned well their collective teachings. He never met my father but I had shared so many of his stories that my son got to know him well. I was so proud of him.

I learned a lot about life these past few years as I watched and listened to my father-in-law deal with his illness. I have learned to appreciate so many things more now. The little things especially. It is amazing how many of the mourners remembered precisely the short  encounters with my father-in-law. Many close friends characterized their memorable experiences as seeming insignificant to anyone else but themselves. They emphasized how some of these events (mostly acts of kindness) had changed their lives.  But now more than ever the family swelled with pride to know how he made a difference in so many people’s lives.

His legacy will carry on through my son and daughter and hopefully my grandchildren. We are what we do. A life is the sum of the great things we do for others. This was the best lesson of all. He served during World War II, he loved his country with great passion and cherished his wife of 70 years and his entire family. Rest in peace Don Will, you did well.

 

Poetry is life; life is poetry!


This has been my mantra for a long time.

I have written on the subject many times and always introduced poetry in my class by writing this statement on the chalkboard and waiting for reactions. Here is a new poem I wrote last night.

Poetry is life:

And,

Life is poetry!

It is in your quiet tiptoe

across the room

to surprise your lover.

It’s in the laughter of a child

when she finds out jello wiggles.

It’s in the chocolate chip cookie

that melts in your mouth.

 

Poetry is life you know

It’s everywhere you go.

It’s being in the know

and sitting back comfy like to watch life’s show.

 

Poetry is life my friend,

Both a little hard to comprehend

Full of hyperbole till the end.

 

Look around you,

poetry is right here

sitting with you on the couch

as you try to figure out

the meaning of it all.

 

Life is poetry my friend,

It’s in the ladybug’s climb

up a sunflower’s tall stem

confident she’ll make to the end

to see the crisp lavender bend in the sky.

Poetry is the answer to the why.

 

Poetry is life:

Oh yes,

And life is poetry.

It is everything you’ll want to know

It’s everywhere you go.

It’s you,

It’s me

and I pray

it will be around for eternity.

 

 

 

The Older I Get


The older I get

The more I think about

my journey

on that one way road

I count the seeds I should have sown

and all the dreams

I abandoned on the crossroads

Sometimes my brain just wants to explode

There are so many mysteries

yet to decode

and memories begin to erode.

I think about time all the time.

Days fly by

minutes and hour seem shorter

And after all is said and done

All I want to do is make good

of the time

write a poem everyday

and on occasion make it rhyme.

 

 

 

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