BLUE HEARTBEAT

Time has passed just like you, my heart doesn’t beat red it’s blue,

The universe is the same but my world has changed, without your presence my eyes still rain,

I hear your voice when thoughts of you arise, I feel your touch of motherly advice, when I try to go left you steer me right

You were an angel even before he gave you wings , you sweet mother always answered to my cries for you my voice was a ring , and your response to my need always immediate no answering machine, I always see your face my reflection in everything , looking in the mirror is a blessing so steep, To look at myself and see that peak of you in me, is where I find my joy and settle with peace , Visions of you from the past bring me sweet dreams , rather it’s day or it’s night , I can feel you inside , my belly reminds me of the cord that was cut, and my veins are so strong cuz they were made from your blood, I have no reason to be sad , but many to be glad , that I can proudly say with a smile, that You are my mother and I am your child , I’ve expanded your love by bringing new life , a child that is grand protected by your light , when I look at Iretta, or myself it brings a smile so bright, because now I can appreciate seeing you twice , and when she smiles I know everything is alright , it’s that message from god to you and you to me, when I see her dimples and full set of teeth, it’s not just a cheese, it’s the confirmation of your message being received, then I know that your with me so I continue to breathe, your love gives me oxygen that I can’t get from trees, your my Mother Nature it was time to go you didn’t leave , though I feel that it was too soon as I sit and reminisce in this room, I am alone physically but your prescious spirit is in the room, tears fill my eyes and I don’t know what to do , because only tears of your joy like a flower makes me bloom 🌺,

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JENgA

The truth lies down until creative stories end,

Even denial meets the rushing river at it’s bend, 

Help can only occur in the form of AMEN,

Wants can’t redeem without faith as best friend, 

To offer the shoulder of inspiration from motivational hand, 

Life without deletion always being a never in his plan, 

Tall is the reach giving opportunity a stand,

Crawling forever in fear only gives more power to the sinking sand,

Since playing solo provides more room for the instrument to band, 

This short walk requires alone for dreams to have successful attend,

Goals don’t drive automatically they require our manual shift up from pretend, 

Orally wishing up a fantasy without verbal action substitutes all begin, 

Excuses are only meant for having conversations with the blowing wind, 

Falling down five steps should only bring out the urge to climb ten,

Mirrors only wave to the current so present new outlooks from formerly then,

Wants are childish fairytales dream chasers acquire needs for grown women and men, 

Hard work and play is not the recipe for making pleasure the win,

Structure maintaining balance within,

Removing the right piece will forever protect straight paths from gaining curve as a trend,

Receiving limited chances before Jenga brings end.