Poem 41: I Am Not Afraid

From the series “What would I say…”

Warm skin grasped

Quiet laughs

We may never comprehend

Sacred ground shared in our laps

A temple of prayers and tears

Life and love over their years

Dark places in all states

The pleasure, joy, and the pain

Decades among two tiny frames

Yet a moment is all that remains

Clasped in these hands of ours

Enshrined by life’s marks and scars

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Good Ol’ Toxic Relationship Anyone?

First in the series: “What Would I Say…”

I mean a good and selfish volatile relationship with threesomes, hall passes, screaming, belittling, violence, or an isolating toxic relationship. No? Are they are in high demand now, since we’re still having to decline invitations. If so, when did this happen?

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A Year of Love Mekanism Project

What would I say if these were the last things I said? What would I eat if this were the last morsel I  feel on my tongue? Where would I go? What would I do? Who would…? With whom…?

Questions that seem the most dark to think of- especially when you have no reason to believe you don’t have time to figure out are all the ones thrust on me a bit over a month ago. I found that none of these are reflected here and that there’s no reason they shouldn’t.

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Poem 40: At the End of a Heartbeat

A Freestyle Poem By Meka

I learned that one could die
If the beat’s broken inside
Unless there’s enough love
Left to keep her alive

The heart’s rhythm of life seems
Chosen but random and
It’s beat is a juke token
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Poem 39: Sadness in Sunshine

Trees dancing in the breeze
Eating. Drinking enough to think
Of tags in new clothing

The plight of children and broccoli
Smiles, laughter, and life fill hallways
In safe places of education everyday

Free worship and meditation
Mostly loving friends and family
Strangers yielding the right of way

Paper-cut fingers, painted toes
Temporarily stuffy noses
Beautiful Spring flowers. Roses

Suppose
Sadness in sunshine
May be an ungrateful thing

 

Meka Love trail-walking in rain

Meka Trail-Walking in Rain

Poem 38: The Perfect Woman

By Meka Love
“Excuse me,” he said
Breezing past the perfect woman
Her attentive smile upon him
He’d only see if…
Eyes weren’t fixed on a vixen
Smacking her lips
At a text message
Before she ignored him
Called him boring and
Friends forewarned of her
Mileage
Calling them childish
He accepted the challenge

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Poem 37 – Do I Make You Nervous?

Do I make you nervous?

Don’t be
I’m just a person

Do I make you mad?
Relax
I’ll need my oxygen back
I don’t feel safe
In suffocation

You don’t look well
Like you’d love me death
And then love me to hell

Do I make you nervous?

Not on purpose
Take a deep breath
Dive below the surface

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Poem 36: Semi-Love Story

By Meka

Spent my whole life
Waiting for one like you
And the rest to forget
How we are almost perfect

How everything I’ve ever wanted
Came packaged in the one gift
Too expensive to open
I couldn’t accept it

But it owns me
And it holds me like
I should see in his eyes
How much he adores mine
And he can’t surmise why I
Let him when it’s all I desire

Broken, but God only knows
Maybe I’m taking for granted
Nothing can take what’s meant
Given precedent, I’m unconvinced

And too old to be selfish
But I’m working on it

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Love,
Meka Love

2 Poetry Picks to Inspire (Mira’s Prompt)

Our gifts aren’t only for making a living, they can also get us through life. That’s why I picked one new artist, and one professional as the two poems I picked to share with you. (1) The first is from Jus Biz in the first piece he has written in years, he at once got his mojo back and rediscovered this form of self-expression. (2) The second is from a writer- an up and coming rap artist and amazing story-teller, D Skyyy. Both were challenged to one of Mira’s prompts. Enjoy!

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