Every dawn that enters I get so sad. Every night that leaves me I get so mad.
Everyday I crave for the night for I no longer fear your sight.
I miss the numbness on Continue reading “Only In The Night”
You are powerful beyond belief!
Inch by inch, square by square, I thought I knew you well. I was happy turning page after page. Enticement increasing as I read and reread. I didnt want to miss a single line. Every adverb, every adjective I wanted to memorize. The plot was interesting. You and I the main characters with the world on our side. But something changed …….and I got lost. Did I perhaps skip a page? Was I in the wrong story altogether? Anxiously I went back page by page. I then found tattered edges of where a page once stood. It had been torn out! Or was it stolen? Thinking back perhaps it never was there. My love story would not have an ending. Turning point was gone! Frustration set in! You tore it out! You were afraid of finally having a happy ending! You chose the abyss instead of me! What you don’t know or chose to ignore is that I’m a writer! I will rewrite your character out! Heck I’ll write my own love story! I’m tired of just being an insignificant character in yours!
Continue reading “Misled Or Blind Follower?”
Who are you if no one can see you? You walk into a room and no one gives a shhh it. You might as well be a ghost! Invisible! Continue reading “Is it a ghost?”
While in medical school we take an Ethics class but we definitely don’t think we ever have to put it into practice. I feel terrible for my colleagues in Italy who were put against a wall. They had to choose who to intubate because there was only one ventilator left. The 23 year old med student or the 52 year old professor? Who would you choose and why?
This pandemic has put so many rules in place that seem to go against the Hippocratic oath we took upon graduation. Continue reading “What would you do?”
My dearest Avid Reader aka Avid
Today a co-worker called out and there was a typo. It read Avid and of course I thought of you. Yes after all these blogs.
It’s been years since we last exchanged letters, words and exclamation points. If I must be honest I miss how often you commented. It was with sophisticated prose more wondrous than any rose.
Your written stanzas are forever embedded in my cerebral cortex. Your words so exuberant, they still cause a rise in my neurotransmitters. They still wow me.
Your daily poetic messages were like tender caresses. Those innuendos and those read in between the lines still cause me to hyperventilate. You always knew that.
I wonder if you are still reading my work after it goes to your inbox. Are you holding back commenting? Did you lose interest in my words and in my thoughts? Where are you?
I miss you, even if you might just be conjured up. Are you hiding that part of yourself that only I knew? Sometimes I think you only existed in my limbic system.
I’m a writer and a reader. You were my muse. You were my avid reader. You inspired me to go deep within myself and write and write and write.
Were you real? Were our exchanges truly intertwined? Now the consonants and vowels hold such a disconnect. You left, I write but with my muse gone it doesn’t feel right. No matter the time, no matter the distance you shall always be my Avid.
Sincerely Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
Keep safe everyone.
Sending good vibes
Fluidity 