Portrait

Portrait of Adamine

The sunlight was 24 karat and a soft
breeze was cuffing the pines on their chins.
Adamine and I were standing by the water,
so close, I was afraid

VeehCirra: Learning how to live the life that you deserve

I read this blog today and thoroughly enjoyed it; I thought you might enjoy it as well! Happy Reading!

http://theway2fullconsciousness.wordpress.com/2011/08/17/you-will-only-miss-me%e2%80%a6-when-am-gone/

Excerpt:

Next time you feel you want to turn back the clock of time, understand that you can’t and focus on what you have now, do a new thing everyday like calling old friends everyday, anything good and fulfilling to you and others, appreciate what you have now, and that which you have lost, learn from it and move one leg in front of the other…dust yourself and march forward.

Finally, if you miss someone tell them now, call, text, fb,tweet, the channels are many you got no excuse, do it now…don’t wait till they are gone.

Uknown

An Unsown Seed:

Stubborn,
Like your eyes will you have the traits of your father?
Visionary,
Destined a legend will you be like my father?
Maya’s phenomenal, a genius like your grand-mother,
I can’t help but wonder…..
What will be your life’s path…my child?

Inception

 

 

I’ve built a shrine for you

Plastered the walls with the letters I never wrote you

Furnished it with the broken memories of half remembered yesterdays

Set a candle by the windowsill that burned as harsh words in adolescence

A fountain dancing with rose petals sits by the corner

Here you are immortal

Sealed with the perfection of death

Forever young

Forever pure

Forever

Oh the betrayal of the womb!

The secret pleat

The tree whose fruit always falls

Never knowing how many shall roll away or stay

Mothers are meant to coo their children to sleep so that

in the fullness of time children could carry their mothers to sleep

But time was cruel to us

Bang

Damn

Perhaps we were destined only to dream of each other

Meeting there, meeting here

Familiar strangers speaking in silence

So I wrap your kanga around my waist

My body floats in your wedding dress awaiting the flight of my youth

Then I lay there on the tear-stained carpet

Hugging myself, limbs folded in hopeful origami

I smile

I know you are waiting for me…

© wanjeri gakuru

Preach Me A Eulogy

 

Create words from the back of your mind that describe,

With power, nostalgia and truth in equal part,

Let them speak like the seal, let them draw like the mockingbird,

Converse with the celestials, tell me tales unheard,

Show me the wind with its elegance untapped,

The gazelle and the deer avoiding the hunters trap,

Tell me of gods and myths and reason and religion,

Blind my eyes to the earth, only to open it to the sun,

Hide my soul from the mortal, show me how the world begun,

Create energy, stop the tap that drips at night,

Manipulate electrons, catch the eagle as it spreads its wings of flight,

Dance me a song, write me a melody,

Draw me a poem, preach me a eulogy,

And even after you have done all the above,

You will be yet to reach the depths of a mothers love.

By Michael Onsando

about me

My intention in sharing my journal is to share with you…
I write, collage and photograph my world…
I have a passionate love affair with the written word…
I say yes to all things real in life… I choose to live outside the box…
I am not easily swayed from my personal truths and belief system…
I am a freethinker…
Open mindedness is an absolute for me, it is not subjective.
Peace to all of you my brothers and sisters…
I hope you find something upon these pages that speaks to you personally…

interests:

I’m interested in living in this moment… Kindness is King in my world… I’m interested in laughter,  laughing as much as I possibly can while I’m here… I’m interested in doing what I love & loving what I do, this for me is the key to a successful and fulfilling life… It would please me to know/and feel as though I  left this world a little better than when I was born into it…

family, self-care, writing, reading, music, poetry, producing short films, photography.

I’ve found a home in you. A Love Letter

 

 

I’ve found a home in you.

I awoke this morning with you on my mind…

memories of how we met and how someday we’ll part… how I knew you were born for me right from the start. our girls, the miraculous shared, the mundane, the madness, the sadness, our love for one another, the friendship we share… our joy, our sorrow, the tomorrows we’ll share…your hands, your feet, your skin, the way you danced in the rain for me, the memory of you washing my hair, the beach we share, our long walks there, your support when I’ve been ill and loved me still… the way you’ve loved our girls without reservation, your willingness always to do more without hesitation… our intimate moments, the worst of times, and everything in between… our I do’s, our I love you’s… your kindness, your touch, your acceptance, your love, your eyes, your legs your voice, your strength, your compassion, your childhood memories… our walks, our talks, our silence, the places we’ve been, the places we’ve yet to see …because of this and so much more… I’ve found a home in you.

Angela Soelzer Ragosa