Before the last call of breath

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The end
They told her
Nothing else to be done
The heart is slowly losing the battle
Nastiness can’t compete with death

Day one
A shock
Day two
Reality in motion
Day three
Time to get ready

In a way
A relief
But yet so much left undone
So many words that seal the deal
Of a love that never really existed

Two lives
Too many lies
Two stories
No boundaries

The end
For a new beginning
Without any chance
For forgiveness
A page about to be turned
In darkness always

Day after day
Not knowing when
Trying to get ready to face
The last call of breath

In a way
Peace
Brought by death
Motherhood grace
Never to be conquered

The end
They told her
She’ll not make it to next year
Maybe it’s a chance
After all the mess

The question she asked and the answer I don’t want to think about…

She asked me the question, I don’t want to or I don’t know how to answer. I believe there’s a time for everything. I am not sure the time is right for this question. I don’t want to see what’s behind the veil. I don’t want to dig in, not this time, not now. Not now, after all I’ve been through. I want a space free of questions that have the power to break the balance I’m slowly finding.

I know I’m not brave there. I don’t want to be or I’ve been brave enough. I want peace.

Anyway, I will answer this question, step by step. At my own pace. Cause it has to be adressed. I just want to allow myself not to be stressed by it, as if there’s a deadline to it.

No deadline, just the knowledge it’s out there somewhere waiting for me, not to take action, but at least to think about it, to work through the hypothesis.

It’s not the end, just a new beginning.

Do you know about questions like this? What yours would be or talk about?

Are we ready?

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Darkness has its own way
To come and go

Despite the chaos
We are many
To hang on to it
Feeling secure
Part of a community

As if darkness was a friend
That help us belong
To a wide community of
Shadow dancers
Terrified by natural lights

A colored world
Such an hopeful wish
But are we ready
To embrace its beauty?

Are we ready
For darkness to be part of the deal
Just not everything?
Are we ready to let go
Of what makes us shiver?
Are we ready to be searchers of light
In a world full of grey clouds?

Golden Bloggerz Award!

Hey there! It’s been a long long time on the Awards Line! So here we go again, thanks to Grace from Grace from the Sun who nominated my blog. She has a way with words that is enchanting to me! Thank you so much for your kind attention Grace!

What is the Golden Bloggerz Award?

The Golden Bloggerz Award was created by Chris Kosto to motivate and reward all the amazing bloggers who work hard every day to serve their audiences and deserve some recognition.

The Rules

  1. Place the award logo on your blog.
  2. Mention the rules.
  3. Mention the award creator and link to their blog.
  4. Thank whomever nominated you and link to their blog.
  5. Tell your audience three things about you.
  6. Answer your nominator’s questions.
  7. Nominate 10 people who deserve this award.
  8. Ask the nominees 5 questions of your choice.
  9. Let the nominees know of their nomination by commenting on their social media or blog.
  10. Share links to 2-3 of your best/favorite posts.

Now 3 things about me:

I came to poetry while I was living in Ireland and I never looked back.
Every time I hear music I just want to dance.
When I am near the sea I feel like I am at home.

My answers to Grace questions:

  • What is the greatest lesson you have learned? That life will send you the same kind of experiences till you’re ready to see what you need to change!
  • What advice would you give to yourself from 10 years ago? Listen to your heart.
  • What is your favorite and least favorite color? Favorite is blue, least favorite is brown.
  • How would you want to be remembered? Like “she brought colors to my life!”
  • What is your favorite quote? “Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth, ‘You owe me.’ Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.” Hafiz

Now let’s see who the nominee’s are:

Mia
Mona
Trini

Lisa
Balroop
Trizia
Neha

My questions are:

1- When did you start blogging and why?
2- What’s the most precious feeling in life for you?
3- What is the first thing you see in the morning?
4- How would you describe Life to a young child?
5- What means poetry for you?

And to finish, 3 of my favorite posts here:

An invaluable lesson

Face to face

The Lioness bewitched

Enjoy your day!

Space between

Tracy Chapman sang about “the space between”
What’s in there?

Imagination
Things we hold as true
Past memories
Odd feelings

We feel the need to fill in
As emptiness is quite frightening
A place where shadows are walking barefoot
Unafraid of the turmoil inside

What’s in there is just
Time trying to catch up time
So we can move on
Without losing our minds