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I wanted to give up but Dr. Jean would not let me.
I had never met the woman. She called me out of the sky.
I was rude, not wanting to keep going.
She was persistent,
and wanted to know
what had gone wrong.
She made a two hour drive to find out, and
paid for my lunch. I was determined not to go back.
I was so hurt, and so ready to give up.
I fell in love with her integrity and her honesty, and
her determination to help me fix things. She did not even
know me! This is the kind of thing I did for others,
not the other way around.
I was shocked into going back, by this fifty-five year
old, unassuming, pleasant, petite, Iowa woman. She
got me through it. It took a year. I would have never
done it without her. I wanted to give up because I
had been so hurt.
She helped me see past the hurt, and I had to give
myself another chance, thanks to this woman's determination,
optimism, and two hour drive to help someone she had never met.
I will be forever grateful.
Red Gems
A middle-aged man in an old wheelchair
moves slowly and with determination.
On a crowded street filled with happy tourists’ feet
his arms look as if
they’d finished an Olympic race.
Since he has no legs, he cradles his wares
between lap and chest.
Today he sells tiny bracelets and anklets.
I pass him gingerly, bearing an awkward smile.
A half-block down, my conscience stops me.
I return to him
crouch down to meet him
pick out an anklet
hand him 40 pesos
his eyes glisten.
Why didn’t I ask his name?
Weeks later, this anklet still
adorns my smooth white skin.
I so love these plastic, shiny
ruby-red gems
held together by tough black string.
A spirit is what it is,
sharing yet selfish, starving yet sated,
a humble sky that can erupt into a hurricane,
can be an avalanche on the mountain of confidence,
it will be a maternal calm in a moment of marbled mania,
or shatter the laughter of happiness with the pompous scorn of suspicion,
This element of unapologetic adrenaline is magnetic,
tickles our tastes like a feather of silky sweetness,
shapes the clay of a body's cunning with lust lost in a thirsty lick,
bestows bravery on Jealousy and can make a fool of Devotion,
Destiny is the web of it's dance, Fate the funeral of it's expectations,
Designs dreams and shares tears with Death,
weddings and wars, crimes and kindness are famiar family,
Joy, the breakfast of it's youth,
Determination, the dragon of it's desire,
walks like weather too cool for sunshine
breathes like butter burnin in a salty simmer,
the only force known
to be capable of creation and destruction with equal ease,
Love is the name, Life is the game,
cinnamon on the breath of suspense -
J.A.B.
I love puzzles…puzzles of any kind…jigsaws, crosswords, writing poems…any puzzle that stimulates my mind.
In a puzzle I can see the big picture as I search for the right piece…the right word…the right rhyme…while realizing the only way to complete the puzzle is one piece at a time.
Our Earth looks like a completed puzzle from deep in outer space…beautifully round, blue, green and white…every puzzle piece in place.
But looking at the Earth from on the Earth…from the place where I am sitting…although the pieces seem like they should go together…as of yet…they’re not all fitting.
With so much hate…so much enmity…so many puzzle pieces at war
the puzzle that is Earth is much more difficult than any puzzle ever solved before…
It is, perhaps, the most difficult puzzle we will ever have to solve…so we must gather together our patience…our courage…our wisdom…our resolve
Knowing it will not be easy…it will take compassion…determination and grit…
for not until everyone on Earth is free can all the pieces fit.
At times we’ll experience little victories…other times we’ll feel defeated
but imagine how the Earth will feel…once this puzzle is completed….
Trying to solve a puzzle at war with itself is certainly an uphill climb…
but we can solve it…
as long as we’re determined to solve it…
one PEACE at a time.
A day that started wrong, with chaos in its wake
A morning mess, with stress that wouldn't break
The alarm blares loud, the water spills and flows
A suit gets ruined, and hopes start to go low
The bus is missed, the taxi's costly ride
A sweaty arrival, with nerves inside
The interview's a blur, with coffee on the chest
A disaster unfolds, and hopes are repressed
But then, a chance encounter, a friendly face
A listening ear, and a helping hand in place
A new path unfolds, with opportunities to seize
A chance to shine, and make dreams release
The meeting's a success, the pitch is well-made
A spot in the incubator, a dream displayed
Hard work and dedication, with passion and fire
A project takes shape, and success starts to acquire
The investors are impressed, the future's bright
A significant investment, a dream takes flight
Success and fame, with a story to be told
A role model emerges, with a heart of gold
The day that went wrong, now a distant past
A lesson learned, that failure's not the last
It's how we respond, that truly matters most
A story of resilience, that forever will boast
The future's uncertain, but one thing's clear
The skills and determination, will dispel all fear
A newfound sense of purpose, a heart full of cheer
A bright future ahead, with no room for peer
The journey's not over, but a new path's been made
A story of success, with a heart that's not afraid
To take the leap, and seize the day
And turn failures into stepping stones, on the way.
Shiba Phumlani Vimbelasizwe (Travellers: The Singer - Poet)
"Every struggle in my life has been a lesson and made me stronger."
by Constance La France
struggles, integral part of human life..
I had my share of battle! Am I sad
because I did? No. struggles made me stronger
each time I encountered it on my path.
my mirror? pristine clear water of a lake...
couldn't recognize my own decisive face.
experienced surge of determination
in my heart, whenever faced an obstacle.
my steps were resolute, I walked forward. when
a feeling of miserable emptiness
enveloped me, when I felt imprisoned
in a cage with no window to escape,
flowers didn't bloom in my delightful garden
mellifluous Koel didn't sing the song
she does...I felt breathless...I decided
to find the key to emancipation
a candle burns to illuminate a space,
to spread the aroma to our existence,
painted future with opalescent colours
of the sky, borrowed pleasing fragrance from
ambrosial Jasmine, tall shadowy trees
gave me shade, aquamarine waterfalls
descending from steep mountain-tops, released
in me the harmonious rhythm of life.
no shackles can bind you
when you decide to be free!
December 18, 2022
Theme: Introspection
Writing Challenge - V Forms Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
syllables checked by HMS.com
Eons ago, near two flowing rivers in old China
Lived an old, white clothed man ninety-nine years of age
Who glared at two mountains he knew from his long-dead childhood
Who glared at the giants he always had dreams of
The first was a mist covered mountain, where all beasts were blind
With whispers of meaningless legends and theories
The second was a fiery mountain singing in passion
With trees and bushes with golden leaves, but no fruit
Both these mountains trapped the souls of the damned under the dirt
Both buried the light in the damp cyclical tomb
The souls were angels who defended their land from the night
Horsemen who guarded against the Prince of Darkness
The inner soul of light within the old man awakened
The youthful hoopoe bird within chirped for freedom
He began his work, to dig into the mountains themselves
He started to craft a path for all to travel
A wiser old man came up and saw the sweat raining down
And chuckled at the absurdity raining down
“Oh friend, you cannot remove one grey hair from the giants
How in heaven’s name can you crumble these mountains”
The foolish grey-haired man, singing and young in his caged heart
Said these words, roaring with his liberated mind
“My children shall tear the mountains by their blood-covered hand
My grandchildren shall destroy them with their chisels
My offspring will fight as unsleeping armies in the night
My offspring will never surrender their grand fight
The birds of the blue sky will peck the mountains piece by piece
The worms of earth will eat the fortress bit by bit”
These words reached the wise man’s inner heart beating with wonder
These words reached the sun and moon’s delicate bright souls
So the ships of light carried the message to the blue sky
The Infinite Father of Greatness and Lightness
The blue sky ripped apart the revolving grey clouds of might
The expanse of azure blue split all into two
Daylight shone in the highest firmament of dark violet
Daylight shone in the lowest crannies of Sheol
These two mountains vanished as if they were nothing at all
These two watchtowers crumbled in the gentle flames
Leaving no fortresses between the two flowing rivers
Leaving only an untouched garden, eons old
A life time promise:
The Rose speaks of love silently,in a language known only to the heart & soul.
No rose lives forever in this world,but blooms for eternity in our hearts and memories.
When two people join together
and bond their lives forever
because they are certain they have something special
that will make their commitment last
this is the first act of faith. Upon this act of faith these two people will build a life.and as long as their determination stays with them
this life will always be their hope, their dreams, their truth, their being, their inspiration,and their source of strength.
Through their life together, they will hurt and laugh.
Together they will feel all of life’s up and downs.
They will learn and grow through trial and error.
The lessons will show them the meaning of true love
And the difference between a love that lasts
and one that just gives up.
These two people will face each failure together and
discover the strength to go on.
They will encourage each other’s dreams and forgive each other’s faults.
Through a labour of love.
these two will become as one,
fighting against the odds and ultimately creating
a commitment that will grow into an infinite love.
I am with you Always
As you hold me close in memory.
Even though we are apart,
My spirit will live on ,
There within your heart….
I am with you Always
When you lean on trusted friends
And their caring hugs enfold you,
Within their loving arms,
I will be there to hold you….
I am with you Always
And Beyond the Far Horizons .
When we will finally be together.
Where love will be eternal.
And life will last forever.
I am with you Always.
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
Bastille
Many years ago
They stormed the Bastille
Two hundred and one lost their lives
The tennis court oath however survived
Jacques had his heart with the masses
Necker could not be dismissed so easily
The storming of the Bastille was to be
The birth of a nation for all men free
And free men they were
Running naked through the streets
What they lacked in cake
The made up with in red wine
The Republique was born
A democracy in infancy
Would grow through trials and tribulations
To become a multicultural great nation
Lone angry men filled with such hate
I welcome you to Bastilles’ gate
Of medieval prisons long ago
It is there, you I shall throw
You kill in the name of a God
A God you do not know
Love has escaped from your very soul
Only hate tarnishes your bitter heart
The ghosts of Bastille are mocking
The coward who is filled with such animosity
There never shall be an escape
The soul of the dead shall eternally taunt you
A criminal with no compassion
You have only given us our determination
To battle for the peace of this great nation
You bring us tears; alas we shall turn them to wine
Naked through the streets we shall always dance!
My dreams come in half-awaken stage,
Shadows of happiness and despair in the past,
I always wonder why dreams are in black and white,
Maybe it brings realism to the echoes of my mind.
Love when my lover dreams of me,
No hugs and kisses, just togetherness under dark skies,
Tells me how romantic it was watching together moon and stars,
Awakened, the love lingers in our hearts.
Sometimes ghosts from my past haunt me,
Oftentimes, I dream of dear loved ones from the past,
Almost live, they love me, talk to me, and guide me,
Give me a vision and confidence to jump into reality.
And then there are dreams we dream fully awake,
These are the dreams that shape our future.
Does repeating dreams bother me,
Maybe it is a reminder of some unfinished task.
Mostly, I believe I have a dream,
A dream of goals and determination,
If I don’t dream, I can’t achieve,
Life is a void without dreams.