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Luna Casablanca Nov 2019
I listen and I learn,
I ramble and I pant,
I get up and I leave,
because they said I can’t.
No filter photo of me,
holding a white mug with tea,
featured on Instagram with likes,
and no others around me riding our
bikes.
I go at it alone,
I hang by myself.
I love this company,
but deep down,
I want someone
else.
Opinions do matter,
actions speak louder than
words.
When the tree turns red and orange leaves,
the season has changed, time has
turned.
I listen and I learn,
to my own conscious.
It tells me not to beg,
let the others just
have it.
The photograph will be taken
with me in it someday.
There is a reason I get excluded,
let the truth come what may.
There is the right person,
somewhere somehow.
If this poem is going on too long,
I’ll stop here.
See,
I showed you
how.
Have your space,
and I need some too
right now.
Luna Casablanca Jul 2019
Up and down the slide,
it’s really a short ride,
I try to have drive,
I am still alive,
I continue to strive,
I have reached the ground unblind,
I am going back up the ladder,
wonder if I’ll feel the same after.
Every trip down the slide,
every second on the swing,
every time I touch the ground after the firepole
or twirl a ring.
I play this game alone,
see who else comes along,
I go up and down the slide,
not doing anything
wrong.
Luna Casablanca Jun 2019
If I could thank every person who was nice to me today,
there would never be thunder crashing,
tornadoes whirling,
fires flaming,
only stars shining.
Butterflies chasing for the next
pollenated treat.
Children with their eyes beaming
and smiling wide,
oh so sweet.
Just another complement, how are you,
or smile to remind me,
there is love in this world,
it’s there somewhere.
Doesn’t have to cost a thing,
the more we smile and say nice things,
the more money we save so we can
later all go out together.
Now we can’t bring the whole world to the fun and
punkish café,
nor can I cook for all these people,
but we can bring the whole world to a better place,
in the heart, in the mind, on the street, boulevard,
town,
we can be respectful, we can motivate with kindness,
Patronizing and antagonizing take
too many guts and labor.
It’s just better to be kind.
To everyone who was nice to me today,
Thank you,
for letting my moment be a moment,
you helped me feel fine,
because that is what I’m going to be,
we all are going to be
fine.
Luna Casablanca Jun 2019
You may say an herb is an herb,
a flower is a flower,
a succulent is just stiff,
and a plant is,
well,
what one needs from a plant is one’s own
definition of what a plant is.
Is it beautiful? Is it ****? Is it sweet? Or abrasive like a cactus?
Children play with dandelions and blow the dust
and make wishes.
Young teenage girls sob over boys
and pluck petals off of sunflowers to judge
if he loves them,
does he not.
A young couple has just unpacked every cardboard box from
their Ford Pickup Truck.
They have moved into a new apartment with no garden outside,
the succulents from the nearby art store are perfect for their kitchen.
The clay jar that holds the succulent
matches their fiesta dishes.
Now lets talk about that lavender.
The girl who has a degree,
that is now just a piece of paper before a career,
she does not know where to go next,
and is thinking too much, going too far, and has
no final destination.
You may say an herb is an herb,
made for tea and getting ******,
but when she sniffs lavender within
the oil and the bag of herbs,
she collects her thoughts,
her anxiety is ceasing,
and she knows
there will be an
answer.
Lavender helps with anxiety
Luna Casablanca Jun 2019
Album

Round like the world,
this item is technically a world,
it is round and filled
with stories, tales,
and lessons.
Whether it first be the beat,
the bass, drums, guitar, and vocals,
this album is a story,
it’s not just facts in a
pamphlet.
When I sit at my kitchen table,
I have my sandwich on a plate,
coffee in a maison jar,
and I play an album from my phone,
Green Day,
Blink 182,
Shinedown,
Slipknot,
Korn,
Evanescense,
I hear stories,
I hear questions,
I hear unsure statements,
I hear complaints of anger and
misunderstanding.
The last few tracks are not the same as the
first few tracks.
The last few tracks are clinchers, conclusions,
fin.
This is just like listening to my own life.
Don’t know where I’m going,
but I know where I have been,
don’t know where things will end,
but I want them to end
on a good
note.
Luna Casablanca Jan 2019
Will the avalanche occur on the Yukon
the day I choose to walk?
I’m here to forget my troubles,
not hear nature’s anger
talk.
Will a shark bite my leg off
the morning I surf the Pacific Coast
to regain my bliss?
I am not here to invade the shark’s
home, I am giving myself an athletic
kiss.
How much more can I lose?
Have I worked hard enough?
I felt as if I should be nice,
but that was a fight,
and I was supposed to be
tough.
I don’t want my worst moment
to happen again.
I want to be a good woman
and a selfless friend.
I will keep myself calm,
keep my tongue still.
I will be polite if someone criticizes me or
insists I accept their help,
indeed they will.
They know I am different,
oblivious,
and strange.
We humans are a cluster of works in
progress,
not a group to be arranged.
I am here for the same reason,
they are no better no worst.
Changing to be improved
is a gift,
and very much so a curse,
I will change,
I’ll reimburse,
but never again,
will I be that
worse.
The future is in my hands,
not in my purse.
This is not worth a word in the dictionary
of words of curse,
I’d like to be better and humble,
no longer worse.
Luna Casablanca Oct 2018
Threatened and hurt I felt
if someone ever had to go.
Older and wiser I became
and then I was able to know:
your time is a gift,
it is from you to me.
calandars get fuller everyday
but yours is yours to see.
Forget credit cards and
Jack Daniels in shotglasses,
think about the paid hours we need
and to pass those classes.
We are adults
but our freedom isn’t free.
No matter how long we hung out,
thank you
for spending that time
with me.
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