Buildings, normally solid, shimmer with
The brightening illumination of an early
Sky, illuminated as if from within by sun,
In contrast to clouds, dark and edifying.
Luminescence in the early morning light.
Enlightening
Author Archives: TheRealTamara
For an opinionated woman such as I, blogging is an excellent outlet. This is one of many fori that I use to bloviate. Enjoy! Comment on my commentary.
No. No. Nyet
How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?
It might suit you, but I would
Have to pass. What you are
Proposing is way above my
Class. I really couldn't and I
Know I shouldn't. So I will
Just have to say no 'cause I
Can't and I mustn't. I have to
Say no because it wouldn't be
Right for me to do what you
Ask. I find it hard but "No," I
Have to pass 'cause what you
Are asking won't do for me at
All. It might suit you, but no.
I would have to decline. No.
Prompt
When prompted I answer.
I love prompts to facilitate
My thinking. Move ideas to
The fore from where they
Lodged before. Prompt me
With your thoughts so I can
Share mine. It crystallizes
The slow parts of my thinker
And forces me to tinker
Where I might not have gone.
In gratitude
I write to remember my
Gratitude and my love. I
Write to forget my fears
And my anger. I write to
Right wrongs my heart
Feels. I write to see all
The emotions painted
In a panorama of good
And bad. Yes and ugly.
But when I write I am
Always grateful for you.
Purified
Rain purifies. It cleanses
The air. Clearing the air.
Clearing away any/all
Misunderstandings.
Pure and clean, clear up.
Clear sailing. All clear.
Thank the rain. It cleanses.
Feeling
Feelings take things personally
They get hurt and emotionally
Entangled. Feeling blue or dark?
Feelings of elation are not hard
But they too can be so confusing.
Feelings are touchy, itchy, unclear.
Can't think straight and all mixed
Up? Blame it on your feelings
How many ways
How many ways can we say it?
If it is missed and lost forever
Is it really lost if we mourn it?
We remember that it is missing
So all we have lost is not gone.
It is commemorated, cherished
And ever present in our past. It
Is intricately connected to who
We are now. Nothing is gone so
Long as our hearts recall the loss.
How many ways can I say I miss us?
The loss is real, I can feel it, but
You are not lost. I find you every
Day. I remember love and warmth
And caring. I cherish who we are
While I remember who we were.
How many ways can my heart
Break and still be full with hope
And promise? Love is resilient.
How many ways can we say it?
How many ways do I remember?
We are ever present in our past.
I can say that and all is not lost.
Lingua Franca
Suenos diva coir toric
Dobro nishedh mija
Tu moi bonjour bonsoir
Sempre siempre sueno
Reves mi amor solamente
Mon amour grande dame
Petite nogoodnik buerre
Burro barrier borrower
Schemer dreamer mio
Miyo make it our-o du
Jour invited delighted
Tesoro cara Clara vita
Bella luna full moon
Mjesec bayadera sweet
Draga carino hvala grazie
Gone
Inevitably, it all passes
Sometimes, slowly like
A drifting cloud on a
Windless day or as quickly
As a car race at LeMans.
Inevitably and without a
Warning, time steals away
In a name
What is your middle name? Does it carry any special meaning/significance?
Without a middle I emphasize
The first and always spell the
Last, adding, for good measure,
A jocular remark referencing a
Populist product with which we
Have come to share our family
Name. Lacking that initial that
Distinguishes Paul Smith as not
That Smith but the one named
John feels like a small but big
Omission. What would I do with
An initial between first and last?
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