~Renewal~

~I cried one last tear
before I hit the ground
I pleaded for years 
but it wasn’t around
neglecting my fears
I now stand up and shout…
“This is me…and I count”
 
~I waited a year
giving all which I vowed 
I played on death’s ears
and survived it somehow
a hummingbird on my window
sang out loud …
“Won’t you smile, won’t you smile?”
 
~I sang to that song
though it had been a while
sweet melody embracing my aches
with pure smiles
a choir of angels appeared from all sides
Saying …
“from now on your illness subsides”
 
~I swam like a mermaid
in this ocean so true
I believe it is real
with my eyes closed I do
I sing to the world 
now it has come my turn
“I will live
&
I will dance too!”
 
Org. 27092009/Delray Beach, FL
©Anaid K.C.
 

~ WITH PINK NAILS ~

I’ll smile tomorrow as I did today

when the day began I painted my nails pink

evading the obvious.

My skin & bones speak for themselves

they yell that I am sick,

and when I choose to shut my ears,

deep pain erodes from my core. 

And I am reminded…

until I start to pretend again

and paint my toes. 

~ * ~

©Anaid K.C. 

~05092008~

~Cherry Blossoms In My Dreams… to be remembered~

There are hardly 
if any 
beautiful things
as cherry blossoms in my dreams
a cascade of pink hues
softly & gracefully 
falling upon my  fingertips
 
On my lips 
are whispered tips
of battles won
ribbons freed
 
On my breasts 
are cuts that healed 
entirely & gracefully
leaving no trace at all
but returning
to the color of the trees
 
There are hardly 
if any
beautiful things
as the dream
of a returned life
becoming vivid
&
truly lived
held pink ribbons
loosely dropped
as I run in slow motion
toward the cherry blossom trees
 
I woke up from a long sleep
to step out
to a white covered creek
a snow covered trail
that led around a forest
where there stayed
my tip toe prints
till I stopped 
having had spotted
the sweet pink blossom
no one else in sight
 
Is this a dream?
 
I’ve pinched myself 
one stitch at a time
I have lost the scars to prove it
They’ve gone 
as has the tree shed off
its pinks
 
I’ve wanted to capture 
them so much
but the snow 
melts too quickly
each petal
breaks away too swiftly
and in awe 
I can’t but 
sing a song
to save in memory
a picture to dream
of the most beautiful  of things
to be remembered. 
 
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