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Autumn, fall

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

It’s the season when leaves fall and the changing colors in the scenery is breathtaking. The reds, oranges, yellows, browns, and greens are such a wondrous eye opener for the time when things fall, they then take the time to slumber, rejuvenate, and soak up nutrients of the fall. Never fear, after each fall, there’s a renewal that’s even more astounding in its diversity that calls itself mother nature.

Love its moods, strengths,and giving nature that gives us clean air, beauty, and a healthy respect for mother’s power over us.

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Dream chocolate bar

Describe your dream chocolate bar.

I’m already salivating just thinking about it!  The chocolate has to have a smooth, rich taste that coats your tongue, leaving an after taste of cocoa sweetness that will keep my happy endorphins doing cartwheels. When I’m craving chocolate,  I prefer it to have no other aromas or tastes added to it, or it will take away from the flavor of the chocolate. 

I’ve always been like a kid at the candy store when I search for just the right choice of chocolate bar when I need it most. That’s why I’ve written an Accrostic poem for CHOCOLATE

CHOCOLATE

Crave choco’s chocolate, Having a hit is heavenly indeed Over the open bar Covered in crumbs of chocolate, the Overely delicate flavor Leaves nothing to be desired. Ate, eat, happily jumping Through the hoops of a sugar high while Every child, man, and woman love their chocolate fix.

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Nurturer, mother, teacher, and writer

What are you good at?

The first 3 have the same base, that of a nurturer. I love having people around enjoying a welcoming and comfortable ambiance that’s conductive to discussions. I also love being a mother, as there’s a great amount of give and take, learning and teaching that takes place in that type of relationship. Mostly, I love giving out hugs to all my babies and extended Family, mostly ;).

As for teaching, it combines the above 2 and taught me that friendship comes in all shapes, sizes, and ages. Some of my students continue to text me after over a decade having gone by. The best feeling as a teacher is knowing you’ve connected with your students and built a rapport that lasts.

Finally, my writing comes from the above 3, as I’m an introvert who has difficulty saying the right thing in a conversation, so I relegate my feelings and observations to my writing.

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Publishing Perfectly Flawed, poetry for change

When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?

I took a risk by publishing my poetry book during covid. That’s when we were under lockdown, and there were no book signings or shows to participate in. The result was no book sales, but I did my message out, and have a good following to show for my work.

A poetry book divided into 3 themes: Relationships, Social/ postcolonial criticism, Self-awareness/ growing.

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Certificate of Appreciation

UPAH on Facebook has given me a certificate of appreciation for my poetry for their Easter contest. I’m humbled by their appreciation of my work. I love to write, and each challenge sent my way is taken with great care, for words, if not used properly, can cut deeper than a knife.

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Repairing Life

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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Interview with Kaila from Hidden Gems Literary Emporium

Interview with Kaila from Hidden Gems Literary Emporium

Within the interview, Malak talks about her roots and experiences with postcolonial Civil Wars and her move West. She talks about the importance of her family’s support, and her daughter Fida’s help in editing her work and helping her title her poems.

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Do not go gentle into that good night.Rage, rage against the dying of the light.By: Dylan Thomas, ‘Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night’

I just read this poem and absolutely loved it! The power of rebelling against the darkness, whether death or depression, is irrelevant. The fact is that you must never lose hope and continue to fight to your last breath.