My Life In Word

IN THE GLOW

January 8, 2022
```
At night while we sleep
Our souls secretly meet
And dance in the glow
Of Eternity.
We stand in the realm
Where angles trod
And ne're a word be spoken
For you and I together
Are one heart,
One mind,
One soul.
A singularity exists —
We are
Unified and whole.
In our wholeness,
Love grows radiantly
Wild and free.
As it traverses between,
In and around us
We are cocooned 
In its wonder;
Basking in the splendor
Of its warmth
As we dance in the glow
Of Eternity.

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 364

December 21, 2021
SINS BEYOND
```
Are my sins beyond forgiveness
My character beyond hope
Maybe I can seek forgiveness
From the Catholic pope
Or maybe if I pray
While on bended knee
The Lord will hear my call
And set this captive free

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 363

December 20, 2021
FAUX
```
I am no fraud
I am authentically me
Yesterday
Today
And tomorrow
I will not change
To suit your fancy
Or bend to your
Whines or your moans
Don't call me friend
And then tail-tuck
And run
When you don't agree
With things that I say
If that be friendship
I'd rather be friendless
Why plant my goodness
On unfertile ground
Or cast my pearls
Upon swine
I have not the inclination
Nor do I have the time 
To cultivate barren land
I am no fraud
I am authentically me
Yesterday
Today
And tomorrow
So, take your
Faux-friendship
And leave

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 362

December 19, 2021
SOUL OF MY SOUL
```
My soul yearns
For your return
Because you are
Soul of my soul
Without you here
Life is bitter-cold
In the next life
I will search
And I will seek
Stand upon
Mountain peaks
For you are
Soul of my soul
And my heart 
Cannot mend
Until I find
You again

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 361

December 18, 2021
CIRCUS
```
You are not Barnum or Bailey
And I am not a circus
You cannot parade me around
For people to see me with you
Though I am a fine specimen 
I am not an animal on display
I will not prance or preen
At your pleasure
Nor for the voyeur's eye to see
I only prance and preen
At my leisure

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 359

December 16, 2021
in continuity
```
separate you from me
though death may
I know that there 
will come a day
when I will again
see your face
and I'll remember you
cause time can't erase
the beauty
of your soul
you are heart of my heart
the other half of my whole
though death may
separate you from me
our love lingers
still, in continuity
no matter the space
or the time
I will always be yours
and you will always be mine

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 358

December 15, 2021
SHE DRIFTS
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The soul of my soul
Has flown away
My soul now wanders
Night and day
She drifts in
And out of time
Hoping that she
Might by chance find
Or even see
A glint of his shine
Maybe then she may
Cease to pine
For the soul of her soul
And heart of her heart
Maybe that's when
The healing starts 

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 357

December 14, 2021
ON MY OWN
```
I didn't have a voice
Cause, I didn't matter 
I was lost in the melee
The chit and the chatter
Of whose-its and whatnots 
And the going-ons
Of a teenaged mother
Granddaughters and grandson
I was lost
I was left alone
To learn about the world
On my own
No one to hold my hand
No one to guide me
So, I made do
But, it wasn't easy
I stumbled and I fell
Scraped my hands and my knees
Like Janie, I was plucked early
A soft pear from the tree
But who was there to teach me
The preciousness of my bloom
Innocence lost
Too fast, too soon

Simona A. Brinson 
```
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A POEM A DAY 350

December 7, 2021
FOOL’S ERRAND
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Do I dare be a fool
For the sake of love
Is my love for him foolish
Or is it the notion 
that he loves foolish
It must be the latter
Because my love is pure
It was given freely
And without expectation
The idea that he could love me
And pursuing it 
Would be a fool's errand
He has only ever shown me
That he loves my favor
Loves my giving spirit
My forgiving spirit
Heart, do not go on the fool's errand
In hopes of reciprocation
Remember, he is a broken man
And try as you will
But he never can
Because love is unknown to him

Simona A. Brinson
```
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A POEM A DAY 349

December 6, 2021
WISHES COME TRUE
```
If words could make
Wishes come true
I'd build a house
Just for you
Painted white
And trimmed in blue
If words could make
Wishes come true
You'd offer your hand
And I'd marry you
Something old and new
Borrowed and blue
If words could make 
Wishes come true
You wouldn’t be gone 
To a life anew
And I wouldn’t know a world
Where there's no me without you

Simona A. Brinson
```
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