Miraquill
Hospice
Hi,
Hospice
Patient I'm
Assigned to meet.
Here.
Space
I hold
What you need
Is why I'm here.
Peace.
©alangholt
alangholt
Author, poet, Ph.D., Reiki Master Teacher, wedding officiant, app creator, creative manifestor, wife, mom, inked badass warrior of love and light.
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Longing
Hey
I'm here
Can you see
My eyes seeking
Yours?
Will
You touch
My thirsty
Skin inviting
Care?
©alangholt -
To the Man in Starbucks
A poem co-written by me and Rayna Langholt in response to what happened today.
In our current political climate,
To sensitive practices one should conform,
To include the transgender population,
Gender-neutral bathrooms should be the norm.
We acknowledge that not all agree
With this socially liberal stance,
But we feel that it's none of our business
what's physically in someone's pants.
We thank and appreciate Starbucks
For supporting this critical cause
So that people, no matter which gender,
Can find relief without needless pause.
Today, I patiently waited
For a man to complete his turn,
Assuming that basic decorum
Was something that this guy had learned.
He greeted me, oh, so politely,
As he exited the place.
He nodded, and said, "Hello,"
A genuine smile upon his face.
I'd never had expected
The sight awaiting me.
The toilet seat was liberally coated
With large droplets of pee.
I gasped, just so revolted,
As I realized my plight.
I'm suddenly his janitor,
And that just isn't right.
So now, to all the gentlemen
Taking part in this new age,
Take heed of this advisement
To avoid inciting rage.
(Indeed, I fought temptation
to shame you on my Facebook page)...
Since you did not learn the manners
Your mother would entreat,
We will say it to you simply:
Learn to aim, or wipe the seat!
©alangholt -
Tomorrow
See dying patients
See my petty problems, gone
Life is about love
(c) 2018 alangholt -
The Horror of Orange
Every day is another contest
For a personal best
Beat yesterday's number of reactions
Get more people talking, arguing
Expressing outrage.
We can't look away,
But can't stand the wreckage.
Each day, he asks himself,
"Who can I piss off today?
What should I brag?
What insults to sling?
What slurs to hurl?
Shall I revoke a law? Or tell a bigger lie?"
Ah, being in the spotlight
Is so presidential.
©alangholt -
I'm a hurricane
A disturbance
The intensity builds
Winds swirl, debris flies wildly
Trees bend, leaves are swept asunder
Dirt is sent into crevasses and faces
Agitated people shield their eyes from the growing fury.
Sirens shriek
Children cry and hide
Hot winds plummet from my hot mouth
Fueled by the rage of my fury.
Beware. But heed the message.
Take cover if you need to, but heed.
You must clean up the damage afterward
If you wish to stay.
For after the storm,
The love that still remains
Is worth the cleanup effort
As the storm recedes, forgotten.
@alangholt -
Too intense
Too intense was your attraction
Too powerful, your desire.
Hearing my voice was a distraction
My attention set your thoughts on fire.
You called me your addiction
As though it was a fault
Our love was just a fiction
You brought us to a halt.
The times I asked you why
Were met with silence cold
You simply didn't reply
How cruel, and yet so bold.
At times, I still reach out
To ask if you're all right
In case you have a doubt
And miss me late at night.
Or maybe my short text
Would tug your stiff resolve
And bring you to what's next,
A relapse reinvolved.
©alangholt -
The other kind of people
Those of us who think the best of people,
who want to make the world better
by reflecting our light,
and who are horrified
by those who spew meanness
in the face of tragedy
are the ones the world needs more of.
©alangholt -
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Happy Surprises
Make your life an experiment.
See what happens if
You ask the Universe to bring you happy surprises.
Wait with anticipation
For your happy surprise for the day
to arrive.
When it does, exclaim, "Wow! I love it!"
And add a hearty, "Thank you!"
Appreciate the gift.
Try again tomorrow
So you know that every time you ask,
Notice, and express thanks,
Another will come.
Before long, you'll notice
Your daily life
is filled with gratitude,
Blessings,
and more gratitude.
©alangholt -
Sleep
I lie still
But my mind is the director.
I play scenes
Bizarre, surreal, confusing
I return
An audience member again
Pondering
Which life is the one that I live?
©alangholt
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tomorrow_is_amazing
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"Have you heard your heart
Whispered you in a million voices
Longing for the touch of life
In the hallow of times passing
Or like wind, placed into cold soil
scattered, spinning, on the breeze
Have you heard it inside cave of fear
Black as coal, deep within unknown
There, in the breath of silence, lost
Shed bitter tears for the sake of life
Searching for integral meaning
For life is the only gift
The one true measure of importance
The precious spark in disguise
Your heart whispered you
in a million voices
Have you heard it?"
©tomorrow_is_amazing
