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Blast from the Past: #260 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ Mothers

They say in Africa, that you need a whole village to raise a child but I believe you need a whole village as well to stay sane and healthy as an adult. The Mother figures in our lives are part of that “village” and today I want to honour them.

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Mothers
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maybe
you have born a child
but
so often
you haven’t.
still,
you are
:
loving
caring
giving
to
me
~
to
us
giving
caring
loving
:
you heal,
instantly
you do not care
about race, class …
but
about the pain:
always
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Blast from the Past: #259 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ We are Family

This entry was first posted in February 2015

This week is dedicated to “family” on “Love Is In Da Blog” and as with “Lovers, Spouses and Significant Others” it might be a difficult one. For me it certainly is but on the other hand, I feel there is some conclusion happening as well.

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we are family
not bound
but
earned
not blood
but
spirit
not siblings
but
sisters and brothers
not parents
but
fathers and mothers
not
but
we are family!
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Blast from the Past: #258 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ One, Bi, Threesome

This entry was first posted in February 2015
one summer cloud
~
bi-lingual lovers cherishing
threesome ice cream in one cone
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Image of a cloud

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Blast from the Past: #257 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ Love Is a Battlefield

If you grew up in the ’70s and 80’s you might remember Pat Benatar and her song “Love Is A Battlefield”. I loved it when I was 13 even though I did not really understand the meaning of it. 32 years later I know a lot more about love and the battlefields in it and my prompt on “Love Is In Da Blog” is exactly about that.

 

“Love” ~ the Battlefield
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your hands
on my throat
“I love you”
panic
in both
our eyes
silence
later
vast
this chasm
between
our experience
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Blast from the Past: #256 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ A Love Affair

The prompt today on “Love Is In Da Blog” encouraged us to write a short story but I just stay with the poems :-).

 

A Love Affair
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so racy my heart.
so racy my dreams.
I saw
and wanted.
BUT
it did not
pay out.
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Blast from the Past: #255 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ Trans

And another challenging one: On “Love Is In Da Blog” I challenged the participants to celebrate gender as well as having a look into the lives of transgender people.

And now for a poem about gender or trans:

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Trans
This body of Β mine
foreign
alien
strange.
Nothing seems to fit
to my emotions.

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Blast from the Past: #254 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ Let’s Be Gay

On “Love Is In Da Blog” I have challenged the participants to expand their experience in imagining they were of the opposite sexual orientation.

I myself find that quite challenging too especially to get that into a poem. But let’s see what will come from this:
Would I care?
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would I care
if the love
of my life
would be
my
gender?
would I care
if the people
around me
diss me
for my
love?
would I care
if …
I bet
I would
and
I wouldn’t!
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Blast from the Past: #253 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ A Dedication

June 2019

Still not much better with writing love poetry…

February 2015

While writing poems for “A Prompt A Day For Bee” I have realised that I am not very good at writing love poems. I find that very odd as I am in the best relationship I ever had.

My husband is one of the precious ones who can express his caring, as well as his daring side. He makes me happy. I trust him. And I never thought I would ever say that about anyone. Not even about myself.

You do carry scars on your soul when you had a hard time as a child. You learn to live with them. But ever so often they do hinder you in what could be.

However, I am in the best place I could ever be: The right place at the right time with the right people in my life. That is so precious.

So, why is it difficult for me to express these feelings in a poem? In dedication to my husband?

Maybe it’s a perception I carry, that love poems are, no matter what, a little kitsch. And that I have to be ashamed of them. But my spirit animals told me today to let go of shame.

Well, I better listen and go for it :-)!

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At Night

our legs
entangled.
hands
reaching for
each other.
a
ritual
every night.
TRUST
not expected
by
either of us.
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Blast from the Past: #251 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ adore/despise

rosebuds
Β 
~
Β 
a child’s broken toy
Β 
in the park
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Blast from the Past: #250 of #365 A Prompt A Day For Bee ~ Gendered

June 2019
We are getting there πŸ™‚
February 2015
I,
seven years of age.
a younger sibling
was born.
the males celebrated
and gave
money.
I wanted to be like him
but
they did not let me.

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