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“In A Safe Place, In Safe Hands”

By Maggie Ramos
A warm greeting at the door receiving a crumbled heart shredded
in pieces seeking for understanding. Undivided attention open ears
to overwhelming feelings and phrases. A transaction in between tied
up to ethics and surrounded in respect.
Goals to meet, accomplishments to celebrate, confidence and success
to pursue. Across from each other confidentiality to keep. Deeply
and privately many rotted roots you dig and pull. Fearful
overwhelming nights thru a window with you I share. With the
intention of letting it all go. Intensively and intimately deep I allow
to digest and process the dirty work. Shivering of fear in the middle
of restless nights finding strength and repeating your words to
myself providing courage to my internal little girl supporting and
caring for her.
“Everything will be OK, nothing for you to fear, I am here by your
side to protect and comfort you my dear.”
Carefully with care again and again listening and understanding
shallow confusions. In detailed description sharing feelings and
emotions humbled and genuine, at times with shame and minimal
pride. Like an open book I open my heart and thoughts to you
hoping to thrive out of my sadness letting go of strings and ties,
seeking to heal and leaving my guilt’s behind. Shameful in tears
confused shadows not knowing how to comprehend mixed
unidentified feelings.
Directed with professionalism, mapping the way out of darkness,
rising my life into the light it deserves to live. Step by step guided
thru the path of freedom with desperation finding the way out of the
web.
Until another day a warm greeting at the door thriving for survival POETRY CORNER San Diego
and reaching high for life day by day into joyful endless days of Woman
laughter with the world to share.
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Barefoot Frolic

By Lyna Nath

Twirling
Running jogging
Stomping romping climbing
Straps laces dangling tripping
Maroon Mukluk Mules mulling by
Mary Janes’ velvet Espadrilles glide
Sultry salsa Sling-backs in Valenki black
Black-tie Wellingtons old Oxford blues
Loafering Galoshes getting lost in mud
Rawhide patches with cowboy Spurs
White stitches summer Cleats
Through third base slides
Brogues ballet Slippers dancing
Flat footed Sky high arches
Throbbing bulging bunions
Plantar fasciitis diagnosed the podiatrist
Sore soles and hammertoes NO more
Give me naked barefoot frolic instead.