MASKulinity
(Poem from my book, PerfectlyFlawedpoetryforchange)
Man’s role in society today is changing and so are the rules that govern ‘his’ actions.
Tag: change
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Bronze Certificate
Hold and Release
Hold, hold onto the fleeting sands
Sands of time, slipping, sliding, gliding,
Gliding along your fingers, sticking,
Sticking with muddy matter as it lands,
Lands in crumbs, crystallized pellicules,
Pellicules, colored, reflecting light,
Light that has the might of hopes,
Hopes that are flimsier than sand’s plight.
Plight of a continuously flowing bowl,
Bowl, forming, disintegrating, blazing,
Blazing a trail, making inroads, Hansel style,
Style that helps you find your way home,. Honing,
Honing your abilities, like the sand castle,
Castle changing shape, hearing, experiencing,
Experiencing upheaval of life’s emotional,
Emotional grind that shatters peace, raking,
Raking your soul into strips and crumb,
Crumb, that your creative hands glue,
Glue back together, to form a superb,
Superb soul that glitters,
Glitters in the sun, and shimmers,
Shimmers in the raven sky, bringers,
Bringers of hope, elusive but tangible, elevates humans.
©️Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
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Mood dictates my music
What is your favorite genre of music?
If you’re like me, for every mood you find yourself in, you choose a different type of music. For me, when I’m happy and cheerful, I enjoy upbeat music that makes me move to its rhythm. When I’m upset, sad, depressed, I enjoy something calm, quiet, instrumental, or romantic.
So enjoy every mood with all the frills that come with each one.
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Carmen, Gypsy Queen
Her sensuality entrances,
Her movements’ elegance attracts,
Her swirls and twirls riveting
In their quest to be enchanting.
Her steps, stomps, and jumps,
Each emanating from her soul’s
Foray into the unknown, untraditional,
As she appropriates formal steps for male
Adds her feminine flair,
Her golpe, stomp, louder, stronger,
And original, while her Latigo,
The whipping of her toe
Flies through her body like
Electricity, jumping from joints’ stake
To vessels with passions ornate
In their effect on the audience, elate
In acceptance that Carmen will
Live on, in her form, moves, still,
Memory serves , placing her on
A pedestal, difficult to reach as yon don
Your war paint, trying to face
Life with a vigor that today has lost its place.
©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️
I’m so thankful for this honor from the FB group, The Writer’s Wave, for their enjoyment of my poetry.
Thank you 😊
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Bloomer Rebirth
Double acrostic: REEBIRTH, BLOOMER
Rebirth, renew, revive the bomB,
Every spring returns love in a spiraL
Blowing away winter’s fog tO
Invigorate nature intO
Repainting the scene in colors that screaM.
Tremble from the power of naturE
Heaping on you wonder to wanderR.
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Vote for my poem: Intentions
Please go to the below site in order to read and vote for my poem: Intentions.
The poem is about my intention to change things about myself for the upcoming year.
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Repairing Life
Accrostic
Reap, repair, revere, reverse, roam, run
Embrace what’s broken,
Practice patience …
Air out your thoughts …
Implement actions to your goals…
Renew your drives
Implement changes
Never surrender to failures
Grow your flexibility and fix the impossible.
Somewhere
Once there
My repair begins
Embedding …
Tuning into
Having patience
In achieving
New dreams
Gone wild with life!
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Aburi, A Haven
I walk through the road of centinal
Palm trees giving shade from the kindle
Of the noon sun, creating shade where only sun lit.
I look upon their majestic trunks
As elegant as a giraffe’s
Reaching into the sky, touching the heavens.
Once you reach the road’s end,
The vista of greens will land
You in a mirage of breathtaking scenes.
A short walk and you’ll reach
Boti Falls, distinguished with two chutes that leach
Into a large aquamarine pond that sizzles
With the force of the downpour,
And hides a cavern behind its ominous core,
That provides electricity and life to all nature.
Moving past such wonder,
You see man’s touch in greater
Spans of space, where a decrepit helicopter
Lies as stage for tourists and the picnickers
To look upon an antique object of wars,
Used to help beautify what’s already astounding.
I watch the centinals in my rearview mirror,
Wondering at my next visit to such a conqueror
Of beauty and memories of times yonder.
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Writing poetry
Your Muse is either music (DavidArnold, Who YouReally Are, & Metamorphosis), society, you, life, relationships, dicord, or anything really. You add your words, on paper, and you get this:
Notice please: crossed out parts, lines that are supposed to an m, and personal note at the top (Kafka). Love writing!
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Cowardly Courage
“Man has it all in his hands, and it all slips through his fingers from sheer cowardice.” Fyodor Dostoevsky
To be a coward,
One must:
Fear being changed,
Fear loving it,
Fear beauty,
Fear being hopeful,
Fear the inspirational,
Fear of being an individual,
Fear of being assertive,
Fear of being humane,
Fear of being disruptive,
Fear of being positive.
When all is locked in a chest,
How can you break its best
From solid bonds that need a rest?
Take pride in ‘you’, the ‘person’,
Have faith in yourself and press on,
Knowing that what’s right will live on!
Poetry for Change 