Sweet and Bitter Stuff of Wonder
Brought to you by Mary K
November Poem-A-Day Chapbook, Day 7 – Hardship Poem
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There is a perpetual hardship –
convincing people how right you are,
especially so,
when you believe it yourself
so much
that you don’t question your truth,
so it has turned into you
or you into it,
and that’s the hardest hardship of all –
making others believe
a thing they don’t see as any different from you.
© 2013 Mariya Koleva
Day 24 of the November Poem-A-Day Chapbook project – The truth about. I continue on my theme, poems of, about and for Dad.
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Do you really want to know the truth about
My life without you?
Like a nightmare of lacks
of chances, belief, or hope
A series of
hysterical fits,
depression and euphoria.
Wishing the world would really end
before the end of December.
The truth about this nightmare
is my age, spent time and wear-out.
The truth about me involving you
is looking for excuses.
The truth about me is
I’m a failure.
© soul mary
what’s cooking
in that troubled forest
where the tree tops
touch the arms of clouds
and where shrubs caress
the ears of the deer
what’s cooking
now in their minds –
of those who try to read the sky
by speaking non-existing mouths
what’s cooking
will be laid
on the tray of truth
and eaten
anyway
© forestlove, 2012
