Splash

I have been writing poetry for not too long and once in awhile, I receive a poem on my mind that just makes me feel so good, I’m hesitant to share it because I don’t want anyone to say anything bad about it. Yes, I feel motherly about it, but I know I’m safe with this one 🙂

I have a belly full of happiness

It stretches from side to side with joy

Once in awhile I just let it out

a laughter that shakes mountains

a song that makes gods weep motherly

a melody that newborns hum

it seems like there’s no end to it

you splash your face over and over

and there’s still some left

to dress your skin in a new scent

to break the stone in your heart

to spill new rivers out of your breast

just enough to twirl galaxies

in another mad dance of love

 

It’s a beautiful li(f)e

 

We all have skeletons in the closet

but we put them under lock and key

otherwise they will come out of the closet

and reveal the face under the mask

so we pretend to know what we want

because that’s what we are asked to do

do or don’t, there’s no try

even though that’s all you want

just to try and see what happens

so for now I live like I will never die

I write like I shape worlds into being

I speak like life and death hanged on my words

but I been told to hurry up

because the line is long

and I’m taking too long

to decide on what I want

“Excuse me sir, do the right thing

and find somewhere else your meaning”

Chavirer

J’ais un petit mot pour toi

L’océan

De désir mugissant derrière tes yeux

Caresse violemment mon âme

C’est à peine que je garde

Mon souffle à tes cotés

Mais qu’ais je à faire de mon souffle?

Quand l’amertume me sert d’oreiller

Et que ton absence me laisse vide

De tout gout pour les friandises de la vie

Mes soupirs chavirent le ciel Ă  pleurer

Et la lune Ă  se cacher

Mais souvent ton ombre est si palpable

Que le soleil se met Ă  danser dans les cieux

 

3 months

Three months at the hospital
90 days she will never have back
Three months of fast and prayer
Three months me and God fighting
Like Job wrestled with God
I begged and prayed for Him
To have mercy on her
By taking me, her mother, instead of her.
I still remember the day she was born,
She had the smiling eyes of my dear husband
and my thick and proud hair

She gained weight quickly
And was a happy fat cheeked baby
She was the joy of everyone that met her
Women at church and at the market fought over holding her
I was the happiest mother in town during those days
We sang lullabies, we played in water, we communicated like beings
who have known each other in another life
At three years old, you cried a river when I left you with grandma for two days
I felt the same but it was to prepare us both these three unforgettable months
Now here I am sitting with you
Between life and death
Arguing with God and the Devil
for the right to keep my child

My soul was sunbathed

Everytime you smiled for the bath I gave you

You are thirteen years old

And its been three eternal months
Before and after don’t exist
Doctors wanted to get me admitted too
But I told them that if she dies
Just wrap me with her body and bury us
On that day when the earth stopped spinning
When the flowers stopped blooming
When the stars fell off the sky
When the night came to stay
When God hid his face
When the devil laughed out loud
When you ate and talked like everything was going to be ok
On that day I decided to leave. I got in the taxicab and you left me alone
Later they told me that I refused clothes, food and water for three days
But here I am a living dead and you are gone:
Rosa, Rosa, Rosa what am I going to do without you?

Tout doucement

Dis le moi encore

Dis le moi tout doucement

Prends ton temps, ne te presse surtout pas

Demeurons un peu plus longtemps dans cette éternité

Dépose  ces mots dans ton cœur

Que je parfume avec ma tendresse

Gardes tout ce qu’il y avait comme roses entre nous

Et je garderais pour moi les Ă©pines

Laisses encore pour un temps

La flamme vaciller dans cette tempĂŞte

Je la verrai au loin

Et mon âme saura te trouver.

One Last Kiss

Put this life to rest I ask
Hold me preciously
Like you would the universe
Gently but firmly
In this last hour, leave my eyes open
For me to delight in Death’s face
Before she kisses me adieu
I hope to feel her cold lips on my wet brow
And for that one kiss I now live
Splitting every breath I take
Savoring every second I wait
Blank I came, full I’m leaving
If a fancy leads you to look me up
Place your right hand on your left breast
I will be knocking behind every beat.