Look At Me Mom, Im Big Now

Look at me Mom, I’m big now

The best kind of growth is of the mind, of the spirit

The kind that shapes the heart, fuels the soul, and sets the imagination free

Not everyone will get there

Some stay as small as an ant

And as weak as a fallen, dried up leave

How to achieve the growth of the soul?

It’s a solo road

Connection is key, but too much can ruin it

Words, good ones

Mirror time, look right?

Religion

Beliefs systems

Morals

Weapons

Love

Friendship

Life

Eternally searching

Getting older, wrinkles, gray hair

Time

So much time

Patience

Disappointments

Life.

Paper Thoughts

The paper does not judge

The paper does not seek

It absorbes the ink

It makes it travel through lines and lines of woodcuts

telling stories, truths, lies, myths of the holders mind

it won’t shrink at your tears

it won’t joke at your laugh

it won’t make you feel anything

it will just let you be right

your stories

your truth

your lies

it doesn’t know better

it doesn’t know worst

it’s just simply yours

no one will know

no one to show

the paper won’t judge a single word.

It’s Time to Get Happy

Remember when you were young?

You prayed to shine just like the sun

But now, where does your mind lay?

Turning off for nothing

You try to rearrange it, but end up going insane

You change your hair and your smile

As it slowly fades away

A world burning outside your door

We all can feel the heat

The flames reaching you

But, you know you can’t contain yourself forever

Kaleidoscope eyes

Golden heart

Diamonds for teeth

Chocolate dripping from your hair

Honey scented

You walk through the snow with a beaming smile

Even when you’re smiling, we can hear your sights

Tired of trying

Looking at the weakness in the skies

A reflection of your heart

You keep on trying to break free

As the worms eat into your brain

And all you can say is “You got to go someday”

Months past

April

May

Now, July

How in God’s name did you survive?

That fragile Capricorn

The softness of your Cancer

Mistaken your kindness for weakness

As the snow that falls from the skies

Chill wind through your soul

Grown with curiosity

Watching as the skies get light

While writing your poetry

It’s time to get happy

Because nothing last forever

Only your love could ever

And with the “Slow, graceful flow of age”

Doing it for fun and for free

Peace in the quiet nights

No disturbance of silence

You are finally free.

Albert

Reading the wise words of Albert

Eating clementines in the garden

His vision of the world, much like mine

90 years of no change

What a crime

In solitude as I am, he was

The world as he saw it

A gift to my own mind

Living in the land of the mysterious

Wonderland state of mind

Eyes bright like christmas lights

Tie to you by the sympathy of our hearts

Kindness, beauty and truth

A guiding light

Albert, I thank you for your unique mind.

Um, do you think you'll buy me lots of diamonds? (Yes, of course I will my darling)

“Nurture the Wounds” poetry album by Marlene. Out March 8th, 2024. On all streaming platforms.

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