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A POEM A DAY 141

May 12, 2021
WOMAN
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A woman
Is an endless stream
A construct
Beholden to the ideologies of men
And circumstances
She has been confined to the walls of her home
She has had no say in the world around her
She has been a slave to men and religion

I am a woman
An endless stream
Deconstructed
No longer beholden to 
The ideologies of men or religion
My circumstance is of my own making
I am not confined, but free
I am not a slave to man
Nor his religion

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 140

May 11, 2021
A TIME OF YOUTH
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I have not forgotten
The taste of your lips
Or the smell
Of your skin
Nor the feel of your hands
Upon my hips
You are written on my soul
Deep within
I travel there often
To reminisce and remember
A time of youth
And unspoken love
Nothing has equaled
The joy and splendor
Not even the twinkle
Of the stars above
Hence, I will never forget
Nor will I ever regret
Unspoken words of my youth.

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 139

May 10, 2021
ON THE COAST
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My lips smile the most
When I am on the coast
With my feet in the shallows
Listening to the waves hum
Watching seagulls sky dance
And pipers prance
While leaving their prints in the sand
Though I am naturally tanned
I love to bathe in the sun
Because it is like food to my soul.

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 138

May 9, 2021

SILENT

...and then I fell in love 
But that was not the plan 
We were only ever 
Meant to be lovers 
You and I 
How can I go on 
When my heart 
Is in such distress 
I'll have to make a choice 
I can keep silent 
And we can continue 
This lover's soiree 
Or I can keep silent 
And walk away 
Neither choice is appealing 
But I must consider my heart 
She has fallen hard 
And is sinking fast 
Amid unvoiced love 
Do I forsake her 
For the softness 
Of your lips 
And the tenderness 
Of your passion 
There is another option 
I could tell you how I feel 
But, I fear your rejection 
My heart would surely break 
That I could not bear 
So, I'll choose 
The lesser of two evils 
I'll keep silent 
And walk away 

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 137

May 8, 2021
SOUL YEARNING
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If love doesn’t hurt
Then what is
This ache in my heart
If it doesn't ease soon
I fear my heart
May depart
From within my chest
Grow feet and run
To the edge
Of the earth
Where the sidewalk ends
And there is no dearth
Of love or kindness
When will this
Soul yearning cease
When will this
Numbing pain decrease
I pray it be soon
Before this bleeding heart
Finds its feet
And does depart

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 136

May 7, 2021

PARALLEL

He placed a picture
Into my hand
And before I could
Even understand
The going ons
Inside my head
My heart ran away
And I could barely stand
My knees buckled
And I lost my breath
It was a moment
More cruel than death
For, I saw the life
We could have had
Flash before my eyes
Now, you may think me mad
But I truly believe
That in some parallel universe
The spell was broken
Which lifted the curse
Off this ill-fate love
And it blossomed and grew
Against the odds
It soared and flew
Beyond the stars
Of the known universe
Somewhere love grows
Despite the curse.

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 135

May 6, 2021

in HEAVEN

Speak to me
As you spoke to me 
In heaven
When you were five
And I was seven
Do you recall those nights
When our souls would meet
And we walked hand in hand
Down golden streets
We didn’t have a 
Care in the world
You were the boy that I loved
And I was your girl
Maybe you don’t remember
That many moons ago
Because life has tossed you
To and fro
But me, I remember
Everything I don't
Want to forget
Like the sound of your voice
Or the day that we met
Tonight, while you sleep, friend
I'll reach out my hand
Not to the boy
But to the man
And if my hand you wish to take
I will lead you back to the place
Where our souls would meet
And we'll walk hand in hand
Down golden streets
And you'll speak to me
As you spoke in heaven
When you were five
And I was seven

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 134

May 5, 2021

MY VOICE

The external voice
Inside my head
Is so loud
That I fear
My voice 
May be dead
But how can something
That has never thrived
Be without life?
Its only known
The edge
Of a serrated knife
Whose teeth have
Caught and ripped
And sliced
Me into individual pieces
Of someone else's creation
The words that fall
From my lips
Are a false dictation
Of another man's
Ill-fated life
Cloaked in disenchantment 
And strife

Today, I choose to quell
That foreign voice
Inside my head
I will nurture and develop
My voice instead
I will heal the wounds
From that serrated knife
I will mend the pieces
That have been ripped and sliced
So, that when I speak
It will be my voice
That you hear
Brazen and strong
Profound and clear

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 133

May 4, 2021

CLAN

Define me as an individual
Not by the color of my skin
I am more than my covering
I am diverse in
Many ways
And my personality
Comes in different shades
Not just of browns
But of reds and blues
Pinks and greens
And yellows, too
I am every shade known 
And unknown to man
I am a woman
Of many clans
How do I know?
Because my DNA
Tells me so
Not some ancestry
Defined in a lab
By the same
Estab ﹘﹘
lishment born of 
Power and greed
Who must keep
Their foot on my neck
In order to succeed
That same foot of power
Has oppressed many a man
From every nation
Of every clan
So, brothers and sisters
Open your eyes
That you may recognize
That the separation
Between you and I
Is a thinly veiled
And corrosive disguise
Meant to dehumanize
﹘﹘ Being human
When will you 
open your mind
And see the illusion
That has plagued mankind
And brought nations
To ruin
Stand with me
In revolution
That this nonsense may
Come to conclusion

Simona A. Brinson

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A POEM A DAY 132

May 3, 2021
TOXIC
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I loved you
With all of me
Fool you are
You just couldn’t see
Or appreciate
My love and affection
You'd rather be embraced
By contempt and rejection
That love you unconsciously crave
Is dead and toxic
And its effects on your being
Have left you hypoxic
So much so, you took me for granted
Because you have a heart that's been disenchanted


Simona A. Brinson
```
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