JANUARY POETS

January 1, 2012 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

 

 

 

 

 

You Don’t Know
By
you don’t know and that’s a good thing

’cause it would bring tears to your eyes

to know the life passed by

has been empty and so sad

about the long nights

the days of questioning why

as years filled with tears

made me just who I am

you know

when you lose too much

the desire to live another day

knocks at the heart

rumbles around in the mind

and with ounces of energy spent yesterday

trying to determine what is right

wrong

a dose of reality slaps me hard

I’m human

I cry

you don’t know how bleak or blind

life has made me sometime

but when you finish this page

you’ll know

to give thanks to those

who hold your hand

who listen and try to understand

and embrace your family and friends

like tomorrow may not come

then you’ll know

the difference between dark and light

what love is

you’ll gather up your memories

the smiles and laughter

place them in your silent moments alone

and know life is just a race

you finish


 

 

Meet me there
By
We’ll meet where silence
is just a pregnant theory
of heartstrings
waiting to vibrate
to just the right tune.We’ll meet in a diner one day
in the middle of nowhere
I’ll stare at you
over my coffee cup
while Johnnie Taylor
nudges us along from
the jukebox
singing “I found a love”.Meet me at the corner of
Riverside and Lemay
at the corner of Hope
and Dreams
meet me at a cafe
somewhere in Old Town
where the sound of
pretentious chatter,a car horn
serve as our love song.Meet me at the corner of
sunrise and sunset
during the fall,where nothing
moves except the torrent of
gold and copper from the trees.Meet me in that perfect moment
of laughter and smiles
where the sidewalk ends
where the sky and the rest
of our lives begin.Each word we speak is
fashioned from silver
so that our conversation is like
conducting a symphony
of beautiful chimes
where love blooms
each morning and noon
and late into the night.Meet me at the junction of
yesterday and tomorrow
where heaven meets earth
as hearts skip beats
lost so deep in love.We’ll gather up forever and ever
where a dog’s day meets
the cat’s meow
discuss our relationship
and I’ll give you my love is
cartoons
and you’ll give me your poetry
about meeting the man of
your dreams.I’ll meet you there.

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4 Comments

  1. Lindz Marsh January 06, at 20:23

    Thank you for your comments, everyone! Much appreciated ;) ~Lindz

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  2. Candie Tanaka January 06, at 05:58

    nice, nice haikus... i like how they titled haiku 1 and haiku 2

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  3. Felice Lam January 05, at 11:51

    Being personally and newly connected to this wonderful artist, poet and activist from Vancouver BC, I have a bit more context than the rest of the readers here to a certain extent, which I feel quite thankful for. This gives me an opportunity to add a certain amount of written depth to what I think these stand for. These are only my opinions. In Haiku 1, my take is that as Westerners with enormous, flowing freedom that we have as citizens, we do hold that close to our hearts, and we can appreciate all of our rights, however, while we may be thankful for these privileges, we may also sometimes overlook them and take certain things for granted. With that said, when we go to, say, thirld world countries, we may not always understand the cultures and all of the intricacies that are occurring within that specific country. For example, if a non governmental organization (NGO) were to come and impose their own processes to fix an issue without actively listening to the true needs of the community, the impact may not be what that country is actually looking for or need. Meanwhile, these supposedly full proof solutions may not even be suitable in the end. International and intercultural communication play strong and important roles into all of this; active listening is key and primordial. These solutions might not always be "recognized" as indirectly stated. To me, the leaf is an individual and the trunk is the local community. Ideology feels like it's getting lost in the shuffle somewhere. For Haiku 2, I feel like this is more of a universal message that pinpoints: community and also, social change. Here, I could picture a group of activists gathering for a cause, creating awareness and building momentum to fight that specific cause. In the end, a strong community is formed and nothing can really stop them, putting aside any oppositions or challenges, because the community itself creates a movement for social change. Examples are endless. Finally, the initial "singing" occurs within ourselves and by doing so, we influence others around us and that "I' becomes "we" such as an activist turns into activists. Congratulations to Lindz for getting published in this wonderful online magazine. I believe that she's definitely a young, vibrant, up-and-coming female leader to watch in the near future as her current local reach will hopefully turn global one day. If you're on Twitter, you ought to follow her over at @lindzmarsh. Thanks for reading.

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