Wake Up!

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A shade
Of comforting
Green creeps into my
View demanding that I take
Note of the solace that is offered
Waking to its presence
I do

Happy Endings

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Happy endings
Joyful lyrics
Let us rather sing
For our life and
Those we love
Honor to our king
In this world we
Do not trust but
Hope in thee I bring
My Lord, my God
I pray to thee
I offer everything

Injustice

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It is not funny
When words are said
Deliberately to cause pain
It is not funny
When injured by those
Who could be showing love
It is not funny
When a country turns off
Lights because there is no power
It is not funny
When denied a job solely
Based on the color of your skin
It is not funny
When there is no work
For a younger generation born
It is not funny
When all around is pain
And death and rape and suffering
It is not funny
Why would anyone want to laugh?

http://m.news24.com/fin24/Economy/South-Africans-learn-to-laugh-at-load-shedding-20150416

Share Your World — Week 15

Regarding your fridge, is it organized or a mess inside?
It has been cleared out, so it is semi-organized. We have yoghurt (natural, no-sugar), some cheese, milk, watermelon, salad, tomatoes, feta, and aubergines as part of the current inventory. Um, let me go check:
Who am I kidding, it’s a mess! I missed the fish oil tablets, and cream because my husband is only drinking coffee with cream of late (long story). And dubious cauliflower, not sure how fresh it is. I’m not the world’s greatest housekeeper, that’s for sure. I’d rather spend my time writing. On a positive note though, I do have my dream pantry after a good friend of mine organised it for me. And it’s been organised for two weeks already.

Have you ever been a participant in a parade? What did you do?
I’ve wracked my brain, but can’t recall the last time I was in a parade (sorry!)

How do you stand out from the crowd?
I don’t. I fly low. At a school club meeting the other day (meeting for school moms), I must have been the only one who didn’t say a word. The others must have wondered if I understand English. I do 🙂

How many bones, if any, have you broken?
I broke my collarbone when I was five, and jumped off the bed. My mother was out and we had a babysitter looking after us. It was really painful. I also had dental surgery a few years back. It involved breaking my jaw. That was really painful too.

Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?
Can I pass on these questions for a while please? I’m not in a good frame of mind even through all the encouragement. I really appreciate all the kind words and wishes sent my way. But I do not want to be parting from my blog and writing. I have only lately (as in the past few months) realised how much I’ve always written (acknowledging that it was writing albeit not poetry). To prove the point, here are a few letters I found sorting out cupboards. They were written to my grandmother from when I learnt to write from age 7 all through school. My grandmother kept them, and they were returned to me when she passed.

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Thank you for reading, and thank you for all your well wishes and kindness!

Share Your World – 2015 Week #15

Growing Older

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Creeping up swiftly
Time travels deftly
Carrying us along
Whether we would
Want to go or not
We have no choice
The nights roll by
Hours die daily as
We grow older one
Journey at a time

Mentoring Myself

I tell myself what I should feel
I tell myself what I should think
What I should do
What I should say
How I should act
And myself turns
The other way
It is like I never
Told myself
Anything
At all

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_prompt/mentor-me/

A Dialogue

I wrote a poem
And sent it to a friend
He said
The Falls, they are Niagara
I said
You know well, have you seen them?
He said
I have seen many places in the States
I said
I have not
He said
Last month I earned enough to buy two yachts
I said
I did not
He said
I could take you there
I said
I cannot go
He said
One day?
I said
Maybe

Separation

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You have what I would like
I am what you would like
You are there
I am here
You have
I am
We are
None

Wishing

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I wish I was different
But if I received my wish
I would wish myself back again
So maybe I should use myself
As a starting point