The Celebration

Year wraps inside
white flutter covers tracks left by despair
snowflakes at liberty to define equality

As we go to sleep expecting to wake up to a brighter tomorrow

Curtains rise once
to mark the now for life remains a celebration
– sweet contentment

A break in the Country

Note: It’s been a year, like others! So, as we wrap up, I’d like to express my sincere gratitude for your support and encouragement as I grow as a writer. Thank you very much.

Beginning of next year promises to be a busy one for me. And so, I’m taking a break and leaving you with a promise of a fresh poem in March 2017. Happy Holidays and Best Wishes for the New Year to you all!

I’m also linking the poem to Prompt Nights in celebration of Sanaa’s upcoming birthday, “Round hour of dawning blush, come blow me a wish…”

A Quilted Memory

“Winter my dear would be cold without warm memories.”

Flakes fall―
a spectacle through the window
warm glögi cupped between my hands
ember coals in the room give way to the glow in your eyes
defying echoes of impossible dreams to relive a day under the African sun
where we took our first long kiss; a beginning of a lifetime journey to the moon

…lighting up my world

Song choice: The Impossible Dream by Andy Williams

– process note: This piece is for our upcoming wedding anniversary on Dec 6th. It always feel as if the whole country pauses to celebrate with us, only but of course, it’s also Finland’s Independence Day. It’s a day of double celebration in our home!

Enfoldment

Winter enfolds my many faces
soothes scars left by scorching words
darkness a refuge.
But come spring―
call me by any name
and I will let go of dead weight
shed offended mask
to stand exposed my many faces
interchangeable.

A yellow tropical flower whose name I don’t know

Note: The poem is in response to Sanaa at Prompt Nights, “Life is a masquerade. You never know might be hiding behind a mask or facade.”