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One Hundred Percent

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One Hundred Percent

By Carmen H Gray

In the backpocket of my mind I keep

A list of things

To reconsider

When the casualties of the outside world

Make me bitter

Air that is 10 degrees cooler

After hundreds of days in the hundreds

My own sense of humor

Making me laugh in the presence of no one in particular

One hundred percent of those caterpillar rescues

Culminating in brilliant life

The jet and coral magestic hues

Of a monarch unfolding itself, right before my very eyes

One hundred percent of me living

In the blushes of the hushed sunrise

Open, empty again for a new day

To fill with possibility

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Pride Lie Veil

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“Humility is nothing but truth, and pride is nothing but lying.”- St. Vincent de Paul

The Pride Lie Veil

by Carmen H Gray

When no one can admit a wrong

Because it would pull the tiniest thread

Opening the unravelling of a lie lifelong

Every inconsequential detail

Becomes significant

 In the constructed veil

It is rebellious to be humble

To have courage to begin

To dissolve and crumble

The Pride Lie Veil

No Fear Here

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“There’s a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure truth.”
―Maya Angelou

No Fear Here

by Carmen H Gray

Correlation does not equal causation

Therefore, your extension of fear

Is your absolute right, not an aberration

At least that’s how you can justify

Our collective disentegration

Because you must protect yourself

From a self-induced violent escalation

In this country birthed from rape and guns

We have created our own damnation

The past is not that

It is present in each generation

Whispering “this is from whence you came”

A closed circuit of continuous rotation

But what was closed by the hand of others

Can be opened anew by confrontation

Splintering into another

Incarnation

 

 

 

 

The Lightness In You

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The Lightness In You

by Carmen H Gray

Out of the darknesses

Under the scruff and froth

Beyond the bounds of heartlessness

Bursts a sanctified and transcendental light

It was always there

Waiting patiently outside of your line of sight

For the greatest depths in this life

Are not experienced

In the luxurious lack of strife

But by the beauty in the breakdown

Your lightness draws out from the night

A most brilliant, phosphorescent crown

 

Full Circle

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C Words

by Carmen H Gray

Cancer, I refused

To accept your terms

And conditions for her

So I conjured

In my creative consciousness

These words instead

No matter the circumstances

I would stare

At my C words

Day and night

 And think to myself

Words hold weight

Parallel

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Parallel

by Carmen H Gray

I am outside of time

Crying out, “My baby!”

Let me suffer it all

For her

But I can only

Observe from the opposite side

Running lateral to her

And I meet her at the altitude

Directly across

As close as I can be

She dodged a bullet

And so did he

Two soul remnants

Twins in their survival

I can only

Gaze upon their brightness

From afar

Amazed and befuddled

By Life’s mysteries

The Sweetness In Life

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I think of all the sweetness I have in my life that helps me stumble through it and I hope that I share enough of it because life is rather bitter without it. Sometimes the mother in me can see those who need it and do not even realize it.

from: Sweetness

By  Stephen Dunn

Just when it has seemed I couldn’t bear   
   one more friend   
waking with a tumor, one more maniac   
with a perfect reason, often a sweetness   
   has come   
and changed nothing in the world   
except the way I stumbled through it,   
   for a while lost   
in the ignorance of loving   
someone or something, the world shrunk   
   to mouth-size,   
hand-size, and never seeming small.   
I acknowledge there is no sweetness   
   that doesn’t leave a stain,   
no sweetness that’s ever sufficiently sweet ….