VERSE | SURVIVE

I sit with the sweet pain 
Of remonstrating muscles
Aching tendons
It’s been a good day
I’ve clocked my vital number
Of steps again
Day Five. Five days. Day Five
Of doing my best
The precious little victories
Sit like shiny safety pins
In my body. Their lancing points
Glimmering. Abrading. Wounding
Forcing tiny trickles of red-hot plasma
To run outside my veins
The sweet agony of pain
Reminding me that I’m still alive
I’m still surviving, still striving
Still clocking all the steps
That keep this life ongoing
Going on. Ongoing. Going on
I breathe in deeply. Tonight
I am serene, there will be no dreams
To torture or torment me. Tonight
In her benumbing arms I will
let sleep take me … I breathe out
As I lie down with my gentle pain.

VERSE | I’M HAPPY TODAY

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I’m happy today, I can feel it inside
The laugh in my belly comes bubbling outside
I feel a strange lightness like I have grown wings
Yesterday’s burdens seem like faded old things

I look in the mirror while fixing my hair
I smile to myself, my reflection smiles back
I giggle aloud, my twin does the same
We go back and forth playing that funny game

With my bag on my shoulder I step outside
I walk to the tree with the dappled sunlight
There I stand for a while to glance at the world
As the brightness of spirit around me unfurls

Two dogs amble on, happy kings of the street
A little old lady dips in her bag for a treat
The trio stand out like a painting of love
Surrounded by kindness, lit up from above

The resident Tuk Tuk is parked in the lane
Its sarong-clad driver is humming away
A handheld mirror is clutched in one hand
The other is smoothing an errant strand

He looks at me, smiles and says “Good morning”
“Where will it be to? The usual madam?”
I grin back as I sit down on the seat
Sandwiched between two photos of pedicured feet!

I arrive at my destination, feeling crazy and light
I’m still warmly cloaked in the joyful vibe
Yes! I’m happy today, it’s been pouring right out
The smile on my lips has been hard to wipe out

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