for my mom
(2014)
My mom is not dead, this was a writing prompt from a workshop I went to. It was great practice. I encourage you to try it: write a haiku about what you would say to a loved one while they are on their death bed.
brittle bones held together by lay… fragile minds profoundly affected… our hearts hold strength but can,… depending on our process and what… proving the existence of a bond be…
I was reaching for mustard and fel… It was viscerally exciting, want a… Did I finger you? No, you did not finger me. I imagine it’s like a squirrel’s s…
When spirits are low and insecurit… Never doubt the power of the mind! my vices are nowhere to be found..… I inhale and pause, as I taste so… and feel color.
Nowhere, nowhere I wanna go nowhere with you Let’s be empty together and fill our glasses with the nothingness we share
There faces pass before me like th… All in need, longing for help. Crying out, directing their sorrow… Not because I’m at fault, but bec… and because I have so willingly ta…
Can addiction to joy be compared to that of sadness? Can the lost little girl drink tea with the Hatter and all his Madne… If love is the nature of the soul,
Dreams dead. Hopes burned to shreds. Reality hit by a lightning bolt. Perceptions of an identity lost, Ego in revolt.
Please, Child, don’t be angry wit… And you don’t have to be angry wit… Anger is an emotion, just like the… sadness, excitement, confusion, &… Emotions exist to help guide you t…
Let go of Ego Shake it out Laugh it off None of this is personal. Clouds rush by,
Melting, melting, my barriers are… old beliefs formed as a child begi… as truth comes forth to replace th… I move past this victim role & beg… I express gratitude for your prese…
Going further for longer periods o… —cheating perfection by allowing expectation to fall along the shores of suppos… a territory whose waters enslave r…
Sometimes I’m an emotional weirdo… Sometimes I just wanna turn my br… Sometimes I forget that we all go… and sometimes I remember the speci… Seeing beauty in the inconsistency…
Potential is not lived up to when… Loneliness is less-experienced whe… Tolerance is Lover when ignorance… Patience is Mother when suffering…
Whoa! Is this happening? Awareness of fear to the point of… Realizing limitations and their im… The mind can be a concrete wall
The experience of a poetry open mi… frees us from cultural restriction… enabling us to explore the human e… in a space of truth and vulnerability