Monthly Archives March 2021

A beacon of light for the weary at sea.

The GPS for the maritime.

A Fresnel lens beaming brightly amongst the deep thick fog of the night.

The heaviness of the torrid waters.

A seafarer’s vision through darkness.

In solitude,

the narrow direction dear Ma’ma prayed for you, as she kneeled each sunrise before Saint Joseph….

or the direct route of our family tragic war boots….

or the steady dependence upon anyone or everyone….

or the avenue of all that shines and glitters….

or the unusual pathway of your vivid daydreams….

the gracefulness of words enveloped into a portrait of capture

a dialect, unfamiliar and foreign

yet with emotion of abandonment tucked in the thorns of my soul,

I recite each line

“Me….don’t know you but willing.”

“You….say, you know me….but no.”

HATE….it is a volatile fuel that indeed can surge as high as the gentle blue sky

HATE….a foul emotion which can destroy the innocent

HATE….the discrimination language of abomination

HATE….it is an ideology based on the matter of pre-judgement

HATE….it is a learned behavior….it must be taught by someone or something….as we are all born into the world naturally with love beating through our tender hearts

HATE….cries in pain….moans through fear….and loosely engages vile

collectively,