NaPoWriMo Day 17: LONELY

LONELY

Mie, I’m going to be so lonesome
without you
when you go to college.
But I know you’re going off
so you’ll be a smart girl.
So I’m not so sad.

Aunty, I’m still so lonesome
since you went off to heaven.
But I know you went off
to have a feast
with the saints
where you eat with the appetite
of a full and generous heart,
where “farewell”
does not translate into any language
we know here.
I know you toast to us
here on earth,
drinking the nectar the butterflies know,
all the sweetness,
we felt we lost
once you left our earth.

Aunty, I’m still so lonesome
since you went off to Heaven.
But I know you keep time
with the pulse of my joy
and the drum of my sorrow
and conduct from above
my destiny’s progression.

So I’m not so sad.
I just miss you
in every song.

My aunty really loved Easter (coming up soon!) and Peeps 🙂

NaPoWriMo Day 7: Gratitude and God Start with G

UGH I STILL HAVE A FEVER AND PIGS ARE STOMPING IN MY BRAIN WHY. MY SINUSES  ARE TURNING INTO WALRUS TUSKS. But I did a poem today. Yay! I hope you like it and are in good health.

GRATITUDE AND GOD START WITH G

whatever you call your words of comfort

they are not really words anymore

but sign posts pointing

to a gold violin,

or a mountainous inheritance,

a new girl…

interchangeable forms

emerging like crystal

from the fog of your desire.

Words like “God” and “grateful,”

sometimes erupt from my vocabulary

as souvenirs

from Tomorrowland’s

phantom blessings.

The words as silent benefactors

of what I can’t yet speak.

yooooo what’s up i found this on pinterest.

(this was inspired by a chance chat with a dear mentor and earth angel Uncle Mel! we live in a friendly universe, not a hostile one…)