#transnational
theres no grief like another day
with each foot
sunken into the sand-hills of contradictory continents
straddling this divide of time and language
the ocean has been colored red
from our aching hearts
since they hammered these border walls up
i’m crying at my computer waiting for my best friend to answer
i’m crying while i write this letter to my dying grandmother,
under her covers
an ocean away
i’m hoping for a call to me
a distinct answer to which
side of the shore i belong
each time i look at my reflection half of me is gone
pieces
strewn across unforgiving terrain
the stretch of an abyss
only as far as the stitches on my left hand
the six hour time divide, waiting for my sister's awakening
to tell her a dream of us holding hands,
which i won’t recall by
her morning
what is the divide anyway?
except an inherent part of my heart
i carry the world within me-
spilling rivers
crushing waves,
but it still feels so far apart
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 8:49 AM UTC
My Country
This of THEE
SWEET Land of Liberty
Of Thee I Sing
Gods Grace upon thie Sky
Earths Love with Wings
We Fly
OhCountry Tis of Thee
Your Wings are Mine
This Earth
Is all we have
Our lives
A half Raised Flag
Oh Country Tis of Thee
For Uou I ask
Look Now and See
Our Soul
So Clear
With Arms for All
We gave, we Tried
Don't let this Fall
Come Peace
With Power
Love and Wealth
Send Troops
Of Voting Mind
And Stealth
A Spangled Flag
Falls from the Sky
First Chase
then Ford
then Pemco Die
Denali
Rainier
Farms
So dear
Please God
this Home
do Keep
To Share
Jul 10, 2016
Jul 10, 2016 at 12:55 AM UTC