I Touch Beauty Daily

I Touch Beauty Daily

Friday, November 4, 2011

May Is Turkey Breast

Satisfaction found in life’s little pleasures
Multiplies the joy of daily living
When all whom you love daily
Assemble in one peaceful place
Love shapes life ever so perfectly
Parents surrounded by growing children
Revel in common everyday things
Joy beams gloriously each morning
The future appears certain in itself

The months form own personalities
Like siblings following each other
Knowing where each falls in the
Birth chronicles of parents’ journal
The months formed own personalities
These months ruined each other
April, the month Mother left
Ruined Easter permanently
Like top of hardened bun
Its brick nature suffocating
June, the month Father passed
Leaving on Father’s Day exactly
Ruining that day for ever
Like hardened bottom bun choking
Whose brick nature blocks trachea

Rescuing softness squeezed in the middle
Month of sliced May, the meat
Appeasement for extremities
Of nutritious turkey breast, healthy
Giving brief respite from two months
Of heartaches and unfulfilled longings
Two abominable months of hopelessness
May, squeezed in wisely by God
Offers a reprieve from death’s stings
Merciless double blows punched
On each side of heart, face, sanity
Unrelenting in finality and cruelty
Thirty-one slices of turkey breast saved me
Taking it one slice at a time

--My dream has loved paper so much for so long because it gave influence to the parched voice of a fashionista poet. Finding this outlet, that voice is now replete with expressive sound.

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