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Poetry 365: Singing Her Abundance

Singing Her Abundance

By: Meena Rose

She blushed – a salmon
Colored natural rouge
As she caressed a ballet slipper.

Memories rush forth:
Pink taffy by the pier;
Magenta filled sky;
Fuschia kiss-me-now lipstick;
Watermelon juice dribbling down my neck.

She, Rose, sing my abundance:
Luscious, juicy, ripe and free flowing
Laughter, love and joy.

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Photo Credit: Natalie Roberts
Magnetic Poetry and Dictionary Pages
Photo Credit: Natalie Roberts
Magnetic Poetry and Dictionary Pages
Photo Credit: Natalie Roberts

Poetry 365: Why Do It?

Why Do It?

By: Meena Rose

So he asked me why I write?
And I stammered as my tongue
Tied itself into so many knots
I became convinced of its Celtic roots.

Meanwhile, my mind was screaming –
To preserve the elasticity of time;
To texture my life’s experience;
To season my soul with insight.

Detangled tongue and words that hint
Invariably do injustice to the why;
The real why – I write because
I surrendered to a muse’s song.

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Poetry 365: To My Children

To My Children

By: Meena Rose

As you navigate this
Brave New World, you
Should hopefully know
The literary reference.

At times, the world will feel
Neither brave nor new nor good.
At times, a sense of futility
Slaps you square on your jaw.

I wish had the magic words
To impart to you that will
Serve as your beacon of hope
On those near certain dark days ahead.

I wish I could package Rumi and
Serve his words to you and simply
Trust that your frame of reference
Will resonate with his.

I wish for many things that I should
Be able to do so I can look back and
Say: Now, that’s parenting done right;
Time will tell, I suppose.

I lack the luxury of foresight;
Yet, one of the things I know is
That love always wins – some days
It’s quick and to the point while

On other days it just drags
On and on;
Don’t give in to despair;
Don’t give up on love.

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Poetry 365: Stress, Be Gone

Stress, Be Gone

By: Meena Rose

“There’s something to be said about comfort and me, well, comfort starts in my nose.”
~ Meena Rose

Give me that scent of gentle lavender
With the subtle hint of lemon;
Toss in the zest of that orange
As I take in the jasmine coming off the breeze.

Give me that smell of a home cooked meal
Wrapped in memories of love and joy;
Bring on the welcome of fresh baked bread
As I inhale my worries away.

Give me the smells of the season,
Spring and summer, winter and fall;
Usher in the smell of rain
As it nourishes the dry parched lands.

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Magnetic Poetry and Dictionary Pages
Photo Credit: Natalie Roberts
Magnetic Poetry and Dictionary Pages
Photo Credit: Natalie Roberts

Poetry 365: Zigging That Zag

Zigging That Zag

By: Meena Rose

There are times when
I should’ve zigged when I zagged;
There are times that
I do indeed regret.

I’ve noticed that
I keep having many regrets;
To them I owe a debt of
Personal gratitude.

The bigger they are,
The more poignant the lesson;
Regrets teach mastery
Over subtlety

And the evidencing of denial
As the self squirms under
The inquisition lights;
All necessary to hollow

The self out
and
let in
the light.

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