Tag: Life

If only I were in Spring

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A Soliloquy

I’ve been waiting many a season to come across him. A myriad of times I was bemused by all I encountered. I remember stopping, settling down for a while only to soon realize that I had been lost. Of course, I kept going but as I traveled my skin became more arid and now there are creases that weren’t there in my summer.

I look into the mirror and I see my spring because that’s how I feel! That’s how he makes me feel. My joints have loud crepitus but those sounds are barely audible next to the pangs of my being. He makes me want to soar. I want to roar I’m free!

If this were a world without judgement and without consequences then I would proceed. But I can’t for in this world we live in, they would not understand that love and passion are ageless. My heart was constrained but now it has been let loose by him. He holds the key but how will anyone understand? To them it would be like placing a square peg into a circular shape. It doesn’t fit they would say. It doesn’t belong.

I see that too but why do my feelings become so in tune every time he strums the guitar? Why does his written prose synch so well with the basic tenet of who I am? It’s not fair! I’ve searched decades to find him. Why do I need to ignore my feelings? Ignore him?

But I get it for he is barely into spring and I’m I’m in late fall. I have only the winter before me. I am that leaf that’s so beautiful in color but soon to fade and fall off.

I shall always remember him and in my dreams and oh in my sweet dreams shall he be with me forever.

Happy Poetry Month my darlings. Keep writing. Stay safe. Stay strong. Thank you for reading this long post. I appreciate you.

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady

You’re a Cinnamon!

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Dear Mr. Spice

Sorry if Rosemary Leaves you but I had to tell her that I saw you and Ginger driving your Caraway. She was good to you. She doesn’t deserve all this Saffron. So don’t bother getting on your Anise and apologizing. Your actions were not very Sage or Savory. It’s no wonder your first name is Jerk. In Thyme she would have found out anyway. She was already suspicious.

Sincerely
Jasmine Flowers

Ps. I am not Salty. I just strongly feel that men should be left at Bay if they don’t have Lovage for their wives.

Love you guys! Hugs from Brooklyn. Guady G

Words to heal you, right now.

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Hear my words and change how I feel
I want to be healthy. I want to be healed.

Place a fortress around my soul so negativity won’t take control.

I am love and I am divine
Be gone omens that aren’t mine.

I am healthy. I am healed.
Happy is how I feel.

Feel free to use my poem to stay healthy and purify your body if not well. Namaste! This is best done for the first time in a quiet place after lighting a newly white cleansed candle. After that you can just recite it when needed. Must repeat 3 times in a row each time.

Stay safe and stay strong. Remember that many of us are empaths and some of those toxic emotions felt may not even be our own. Try it and let me know how it goes. Email me at gmaciasmd@aol.com

Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G

Who will remember you?

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It’s poetry month which means try to be a poet.

Does it mean Poe try! I’m good but not like Edgar Allen Poe. Has anyone ever read his life history? He lost his parents, his wife and his jobs. He barely made it writing and then died.

I wonder who will remember us from our writing. The great thing is we are sharing our gifts with the world. We will never be forgotten for we made an etch in this world with our words.

I share with you one of my first poems written in 2nd grade. The year was 1976.

I like my car for it takes me very far. I hop in it and go after pumping gas from either Getty or Texaco.

Yup that was a long time ago. I am grateful to my teacher Miss Pepe for giving me the assignment of writing a poem. What was your first poem? How old were you? Thank you again for reading my blog.

Guady G Hugs from Brooklyn

Oh that hetero nym!

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Treat every minute as not minute.

So wind down and let the wind take you on an adventure.

Don’t let the past pains wound around your present or else a wound is all you present to someone new.

Having a lead heavy heart doesn’t lead to a happier you.

Feel the pain and fear but then let it go. Be at peace like the does. Don’t do what he or she does. Don’t stay trapped in the past.

So go ahead and dry that tear but please do tear up those old photos of the ex.

Sincerely
Guady G

Don’t you just love the English language?