Shoe Shopping

tattered by sand and mud,
kissed by shrapnels and bombs,
we are always ready
to fight, to shot, to combat.

shined until twinkling as stars,
worn to exude power and class,
we are as high as timeless sky,
ready to slay a gal or guy.

made as comfy as a cloud,
displayed as chic, never proud,
we sneak and squeak in right amount,
as we dance, run, twist, and squat.

i am but bare, no thread, no leather,
just muscles and skin,
such fragile matters,
yet i am but your steps’ master
moving forward or back.
soldiers, executives, hippies,
humans, oh, i know their tracks.

whatever cover they clothed me,
expensive, bare, or just an old sack,
as long as they are chasing
their life’s purpose and meaning,
instead of becoming zombies sleepwalking,
that will be more than, oh, more than enough.

Inspired by this favorite quote of mine:
“So many people walk around with a meaningless life. They seem half-asleep, even when they’re busy doing things they think are important. This is because they’re chasing the wrong things. The way you get meaning into your life is to devote yourself to loving others, devote yourself to your community around you, and devote yourself to creating something that gives you purpose and meaning.” 
― Mitch AlbomTuesdays with Morrie

08.30.2017
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In response to Poetics: A Closet Full of Shoes by kim881.
The challenge is to write a poem, of any length or form, about footwear: stilettos, Wellington boots, hobnail boots, sandals, slippers, ballet shoes – it’s up to you, just as long as the poem is new.
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Between My Bleeding Lines’ Readers: NJ

Dear Bravery

Dear Bravery,

Why do you hide? Do not be afraid of me. Me being around is not necessarily a bad thing. I am good at times and needed too. But if you hide and disappear and vanish into the darkness, the humans we reside in will see no light. They will forever be a friend of the darkness. You need to show up with your friend courage and help the humans move forward. Take them through it all slowly and help them in times of their need. You see, I am not permanent. But I could be, if the humans allow me to. Do not let them. Do not let them make me a permanent home in their beings. If I do, then I will live in them forever and that’s not good. They need you more than they need me. So, please, do not hide.

Love,
Fear.

©NJ


NJ is the epitome of so much in so few and there is nothing more beautiful than raw. She writes poetry with brevity and depth. But when she writes long poems, you cannot help but be lost on how her words cascade. (please do check her out). Her feedback on my book means so much to me as she is one of my fave writers too. 🌹
Thank you for the looove, sweetie. ❤

(As the release of my BETWEEN MY BLEEDING LINES nears (this month!), I would like to feature the amazing writers who guided me (technically and morally) all through out this nine-month journey. I am blessed to have them.)

Love the Way You Hate

How your eyebrows rise
when I start to speak.
How your mouth tries to swallow
your envy’s upcoming leak.

How I love to see your
angered-colored face.
How I admire how you
contain such hateful maze.

And in case you haven’t heard it yet,
you got to love before you can hate.

Note: I am not quite sure if this suits the prompt (irony). Please enlighten me, Frank. 🙂 Thank you!
03.31.2017
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In response to dVerse‘s Meeting the Bar: Irony by frankhubeny.

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Senseless: A Sept*

Think
before
you start to
speak, curse, talk, judge.
Don’t be one
senseless
man.

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In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 18.

The Sept is a simple invented form patterned after the number 7.

The Sept is:

  • a heptastich, a poem in 7 lines.
  • syllabic, 1-2-3-4-3-2-1 syllables in each line.
  • unrhymed.

Sharp: A Shadorma*

Powerful
tongue as sharp as sword.
Spit slashing
strong words of
life, death, destruction and hope.
Please use it wisely.

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In response to OctPoWriMo 2016 by Morgan Dragonwillow‘s Day 5.

The Shadorma is a simple syllabic verse form Theated by James Neill Northe that is most effective when written using strong words or phrases.

The Shadorma is:

  • a hexastich, a poem in 6 lines although you certainly could choose to write any number of sixains in this syllabic pattern.
  • syllabic, 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllables per line.
  • Unrhymed.