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The Ocean Welcomes Me Back

Ocean calls us..so stirring.

Elan Mudrow

She knows me.

Though, I haven’t seen

All that she is…..

All her anger and angst

Frozen at times, treacherous.

I know her

From the safety of my footing.

She can pull me, She pulls me, I am pulled

Not by ebb, but by longing

A craving for our meeting.

She allows me to see her.

I am but painted doll

Easily tripped into a fall.

We are cyclic, together.

Friends as we are

I see her placid face

Fierce, reflecting sky.

Her cheeks aged, rippled

As they were at the beginning.

She’s my crone

My witch of calm

Curled slightly

With wavy hair

Rebelling,,,,,

The straightening of her tides.

Her voice, mesmerized magnetic

To my metal ears.

Grounded by emotion

She nudges me

To a rhythm depth tone.

My womb vibrates

With her motion

At the same time

I am her birth.

Her movement is mine

I am she…

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Posted by on July 28, 2017 in Writing

 

Siblings over time

A sister is like your shadow, she follows you around.

She is your second chance in life, to recrify errors and mistakes compound.

A secret keeper and a reflection of your family bonds & values.

The giggle of pranks long forgotten and the ties to never ending squabbles.

Year by year the threads are woven into intermittent pattern of sisterhood.

You fight, you love and you rearrange opinions, you push then closer you come.

There is this person so opposite of your likeness, yet similarities are undeniable.

If siblings you have, you can see the world in a different light. It is new viewpoint, like you regained sight.

Read in between the lines, I am praising you out loud, please don’t mind.

Having a sibling is a blessed time, lucky are all those who call you mine.

 
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Posted by on July 28, 2017 in Writing

 

Hire me if you dare!

The global hiring system is totally broken,
Joblessness is not something I’ve chosen.

I went to school, spent thousands and got my grades,
now you won’t even interview me, to judge my shades.

How long do you think this will go on?
Without a job, no money, now I can’t possibly live on.

Computer technology can scan my resume out of thousands,
But how can I pay the bills, live and travel the miles?

My family despises broke side of me and once dear, friends are gone,
The references changed jobs, now I try to find some colleagues known.

Don’t push me into this loop of unemployable hopelessness
Consider seeing beyond what the work history says.

I can work hard, learn and certainly prove my worth,
It will only take few minutes of discussion on open turf

Economy changed, loonie got strong and profits went high,
Increasing interest rates, rent and groceries cost a fortune, sigh!

What kind of society is this turning into?
Spend, lose, repeat, such a misearable plight.

We are getting worse socially in every way,
Sitting here frustrated, I wonder when I’ll find job for pay.

 
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Posted by on July 27, 2017 in Experiences, Poems

 

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