On Clouds

More sage wisdom from Anna Mosca. Thanks, Anna!

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I’m not knowledgeable

on climatic changes

the ways the winds go

on high or low pressure

I didn’t keep my head on books

but clouds these I know

teaching us

how to be in life

the best ones are

those moving fast

giving no resistance

to life happenings

they follow whatever

wind that comes

you see them glory

and soon happily gone

busy dancing

life out

no time to pout – others

grow dark  and sit dense

giving headaches

to everyone

they build resistance

to any life change

no escape

the heaviness

they create

will break on us all

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Soul in the Margins

Great poem. So honest and sincere. I can sense the longing and sadness, yet also contentment and peace. Great job!

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My soul is old as time itself
A thousand past lives or more
But this has never happened
Born in two worlds at once

Roots of damascene jasmine
Grow into eucalyptus leaves
A tree void of identity
A vine with no name

Nameless with no place
I’m a house with no land
I’m a mask with no face
Hovering in suspension

I have sailed the seas
Danced across the skies
The click clack of train tracks
Wanting a place to call home

But when I reached the West
They told me to go back home
So I traveled to the East
They asked me where I’m from

I am brown with skin of white
Belonging only on borders
Unable to return to the homeland
Foreign hands long for disposal

I’ll stand proud in the margins
With all those that are ‘other’
So let them blur the lines
and flood the…

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