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  • A POEM A DAY 66

    A POEM A DAY 66

    February 26, 2021

    GRANDMA’S HOUSE

    Summer vacation
    My destination
    Grandma's house
    Where if it thundered and lightened
    I sat quiet as a mouse
    With my cousins
    A minimum of a half dozen
    Of us at a time
    But it was always
    Me, Lisa and Sam
    Cookie, Sack and Pam
    Others would come and go
    Like Mup and Shannon
    Keith and Terrano
    We played jump rope
    Hopscotch and
    Mother may I?
    Sometimes it was so hot
    I thought I would die!
    But that didn’t stop us
    From playing
    Red light-Green light
    Or hide-and-go-seek
    I'm pretty sure someone
    Took a BB to the cheek
    We'd run and play
    All day long
    And sing silly sing-alongs
    Screen door slams
    "Now y'all stay in or out!"
    Grandma would say
    Cause she had the clout
    And extending from her hand
    A long thin switch
    And that thing hurt
    Like a son-of-a-bitch
    We played cards
    And shelled peas
    Ate neck bones
    And greens
    Shelled more peas
    Then butter beans
    We'd sneak in the barn
    To find Granddaddy's buck
    We played gin rummy
    Tump and pluck
    And games like Monopoly
    Life and Connect 4
    And when that Chevy engine roared
    We'd catch Jim to the store
    We caught dragonflies by day
    And watched fireflies by night
    Sometimes we'd fight
    But we love each other
    Come what may
    I wish I could go back
    To those fun filled days
    Back to my favorite destination
    For summer vacation
    And sit quiet as a mouse
    At Grandma's house
    
    Simona A. Brinson
    

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  • A POEM A DAY 65

    A POEM A DAY 65

    February 25, 2021

    SUDDEN & SWEET

    I have never been struck before
    With a love so sudden and sweet
    I question its validity
    And I fear I may retreat
    To the comfort of 
    My safety zone
    Of solitude
    Alone at home
    Just me
    Myself and I
    Eating ice cream
    And blueberry pie
    But I am stricken
    With a love so sudden and sweet
    It lies on my lips
    Like a delicate treat
    
    Simona A. Brinson
    

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  • A POEM A DAY 64

    A POEM A DAY 64

    February 24, 2021

    LULLABY

    I have not heard
    My love's voice
    In two days
    Maybe three
    His voice is low
    And deep
    It flutters like the reed
    Of a baritone
    Saxophone 
    When he speaks
    It reverberates in my chest
    From north to south
    And east to west
    It is as soothing as Brahms Lullaby
    
    Simona A. Brinson

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    gravity

    February 24, 2021
     Between us lies a stillness
     Its implications deep
     I lie here contemplating 
     While he is fast asleep
     Here in the silence
     My thoughts drift away
     Wandering back
     To that not so distant day
     When to breathe was to love him
     And to love him was to breathe
     And we danced in the place
     Where love was conceived
     Passions fluttered in the air
     On wings of butterfly bliss
     My heart yearned for his love
     My lips lingered on his kiss
      
     With the rustle of sheets
     I snap back to reality
     I feel the crushing weight
     Of the chasm's gravity
     Pressed from all sides
     In silence I cry
     For love that once was
     Now withered and dry
     I lie here beside him
     Together — Alone
     In the place where love
     Turns to pillars of stone
     Between us lies a stillness
     Its implications deep
     I lie here contemplating 
     While he is fast asleep
      
     Simona A. Brinson 

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  • A POEM A DAY 63

    A POEM A DAY 63

    February 23, 2021

    UPON THE SHELF

    I have made this solemn vow
    No more will I allow
    You to berate me
    Or take away my glee
    Because I found myself
    Upon the shelf
    Where I laid my soul
    Many years ago
    For safe keeping
    Until I got full of your heaping
    Pile of excrement
    And your rotten temperament
    
    Simona A. Brinson

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  • A POEM A DAY 62

    A POEM A DAY 62

    February 22, 2021

    LACK OF

    When you leave 
    You should never look back
    There is nothing there
    But unadulterated lack
    Lack of love
    Lack of respect
    Lack of compassion
    And a lot of regret
    So, then when you leave
    Don’t look back
    Don’t backslide
    And don’t back track
    
    Simona A. Brinson
    

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  • A POEM A DAY 61

    A POEM A DAY 61

    February 21, 2021

    MELANCHOLY

    What do I wish to be?
    I wish to be free
    Of these loathsome blues
    I really do
    To be in a state of perpetual melancholy
    Stoic, hiding from light and folly
    It is wearisome, this state of discontent
    And wondering where happiness went
    I hope she is on the other side of night
    Waiting for me in a halo of light
    
    Simona A.  Brinson

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  • A POEM A DAY 60

    February 20, 2021

    I SHOULD LEND

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  • A POEM A DAY 59

    A POEM A DAY 59

    February 19, 2021

    A TRIP TO MARS

     This is the truth I tell you
     The truth indeed
     Of untruths and lies
     I have no need
     You see, 
     I sailed to the moon
     Just yesterday night
     I took a ship
     Then hopped a flight
     Across the 'verse
     Among the stars
     My final destination
     A planet called Mars
     My friend Neil deGrasse Tyson
     Was there to greet me
     And standing beside him
     Was ole Mr. Milkie
     Now, I told you the truth
     I have no need to scheme
     I told you the truth
     I saw in a dream 
    
    Simona A. Brinson

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  • A POEM A DAY 58

    A POEM A DAY 58

    February 18, 2021

    LOVE ME A LOT

     He loves me
     He loves me not
     He loves me
     He loves me not
     He loves me
     He loves me not
     Who cares
     If he loves me
     Or not
     I love me
     I love me, a lot!
      
     Simona A. Brinson 

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