I am who I am looking for…

I am who I have been looking for…

We are all searching for something. And maybe this message is it.

I want to give you something of who I am and how I see the world. I hope this video will make you smile. 

I’m counting down the days to my voyage of discovery. I visualized this journey for years. And now that I’ve made the decision to travel for a few months, I admit it, I’m nervous yet so very, very excited.

Still, let me not forget that no matter where I go and what I do, I take myself with me“I am the one I’ve been looking for, and I am already enough.”

I’ve spent an hour listening to this video over and over again. This is my gift to you. I hope you love the message and that it’s exactly what you need to hear today.

I am enough.

Who is That Child

 

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who is that child

by your side

who is that child

 

is he the one I always wanted

is he the love part of you living on

born of another

         your love child

 

I want to know your son

I want to hold him close

I want to see how you would be

un-jaded

         un-afraid

         un-aware

before life got in the way

and made you say

that love

doesn’t exist

 

I miss you

I miss watching you breathe

the way you slept

your naked body, your damaged soul,

your tenderness when you forgot to hide the smile

that once made me whole

 

                   that look

 

the words you could never find

the love that poured from your eyes

straight into my shattered heart

 

who is that child

that walks like you

 

may I hold his tiny fingers in my hand?

 

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Lip Service

I taste a salty tear,

let it fall

the furrows aging my face

no longer smiling

the pain

raw

 

it seems with time

I remember

too much, too clear, too sad

 

did you tell my sister you loved me?

that I was distant?

             explain to me how an infant can be distant

 

it matters not, now,

 

I accepted your cool demeanor

all the while thinking there was something wrong with me

 

when my babies were born

you asked me should you come

             how could you ask me

             why didn’t you need to be with me?

(I was so scared)

             didn’t you want to hold them?

a newborn baby, a gift of God,

your grandchild

a baby powder bundle of love

 

it’s my birthday soon,

yours two weeks later

 

I face my sad

I am healing

 

I offer lip-service-forgiveness

I’m not sure I will ever understand you

 

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Cougar Bra … a poem

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it sneaks up on you

 

a thief, yes

a thief of dreams

a thief of life

 

one moment

you are young

vibrant, sexy

 

and life, lacking discretion

demands attention

threatens deletion

for indiscretions

of the bodily kind

without compassion

steals your passion

erases your dreams

sends visions of death

and dreams become night-mares

 

they shoot horses, don’t they?

 

with my red nail polish,

cougar bra

and strawberry suede stilettos,

I will not ride off into the sunset

 

take your death sentence

and shove it!

 

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Life Beats

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Life Beats

 

Deadmau 5

House Beats

on my cellular

eyes wide shut

finger moves to snooze

 

pink-laced mist licking the Sierras

Mac awake and rising

thick espresso bubbling over

Seattle’s Best,

thoughts of you

 

half a bed needs no making

love alert:  missing person

a Multi-vitamin

single supplement

one slice of toast

lost in peanut butter

 

a black lace bra

that no one sees

make-up for a made up smile

tears screaming for release

 

Yahoo status:

invisible to everyone

searching  flat line for a high-five from you

 

in Messenger pop-up window

a two-letter ‘hi’

peeking

through

 

somewhere God is listening

another day life beats for you

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a black lace bra

that no one sees

make-up for a made up smile

tears screaming for release

 

Yahoo status:

invisible to everyone

searching  flat line for a high-five from you

 

in Messenger pop-up window

a two-letter ‘hi’

peeking

through

 

somewhere God is listening

another day life beats for you

Pablo Neruda, on the Intersection of Politics and Poetry, Longreads

In 1970, Chilean poet Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) sat down for an interview with The Paris Review just months before abandoning his campaign for president, running as the Chilean Communist Party candidate. American author Rita Guibert conducted the interview at Neruda’s home in Isla Negra, just south of Valparaiso: Oh, there is no advice to give to […]

via Pablo Neruda on the Intersection of Politics and Poetry — Longreads