Originally posted December 2, 2009
six years ago yesterday
my world exploded
and is only now
starting to reassemble
a few of the parts are missing
some in wrong places
but at least i can now put
supper on the stove
without doubling over in pain
and wanting to die
but would never do that to my family
and for those who refused to understand
be gentle
be kind
their life in the next world
will be cursed
but for those who held me
and were not ashamed of my anger
my rage
my tears
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven
©2009 Sheri L. Donaldson (@seagull_girl)
Thursday, June 13, 2019
Speaks for itself
A very dear person in my family died in an accident. This was written in response to that event.
i was in the bathroom
when she arrived
for the last time.
there was, as always, an electric stir,
such as the entrance of a pop star
or as if the leading scorer of the state champions
Had arrived.
i felt myself lift inside and hurried out.
She was holding court, naturally, saying:
Oh my gosh my hair looks so bad it’s still wet we got up at 4AM to make sure we were out the door at 5 to get to Kohl’s when the doors opened at 5:30 and we got a lot of our Christmas shopping done then we went to Penneys and got home about 11:30 we were exhausted and we took a nap then we got up and showered and came over here
It was Thanksgiving.
“i was in the bathroom”
©seagull_girl
May 18, 2004
i was in the bathroom
when she arrived
for the last time.
there was, as always, an electric stir,
such as the entrance of a pop star
or as if the leading scorer of the state champions
Had arrived.
i felt myself lift inside and hurried out.
She was holding court, naturally, saying:
Oh my gosh my hair looks so bad it’s still wet we got up at 4AM to make sure we were out the door at 5 to get to Kohl’s when the doors opened at 5:30 and we got a lot of our Christmas shopping done then we went to Penneys and got home about 11:30 we were exhausted and we took a nap then we got up and showered and came over here
It was Thanksgiving.
“i was in the bathroom”
©seagull_girl
May 18, 2004
On rick santorum
He is not a fool. He simply believes that everyone who does not agree with him should be eliminated.
He also believes in survival of the fittest, which is the antithesis of the gospel in which he "believes". He is going to have a big surprise when he takes his last breath.
I have despaired that our country was going to be destroyed by these goons. But the kids from Parkland have restored my faith.
He also believes in survival of the fittest, which is the antithesis of the gospel in which he "believes". He is going to have a big surprise when he takes his last breath.
I have despaired that our country was going to be destroyed by these goons. But the kids from Parkland have restored my faith.
Resurrection (an incomplete poem)
I am tired.
I am tired of fighting.
Every day is a fight. The fight to stay positive, to smile, to type our reports and fulfill our duties.
The fight to stay sane in a world gone mad.
Everyone is afraid, of course. A frightened populace is easier to control.
We are living in a world of darkness and hate, and none seem to care.
But this time, the goons convinced one of their own to kill some more.
Kids sitting in their desks.
But this time, the wrong school was targeted.
The kids decided to fight back.
They chanted "#NeverAgain" and "#WeAreStrong"
And some of the adults listened.
And finally, maybe,
Change is Coming.
I am tired of fighting.
Every day is a fight. The fight to stay positive, to smile, to type our reports and fulfill our duties.
The fight to stay sane in a world gone mad.
Everyone is afraid, of course. A frightened populace is easier to control.
We are living in a world of darkness and hate, and none seem to care.
But this time, the goons convinced one of their own to kill some more.
Kids sitting in their desks.
But this time, the wrong school was targeted.
The kids decided to fight back.
They chanted "#NeverAgain" and "#WeAreStrong"
And some of the adults listened.
And finally, maybe,
Change is Coming.
For those of you who think that getting rid of Donald Trump will solve all our problems...
George Bush surprised world leaders with a joke about his poor record on the environment as he left the G8 summit in Japan.
The American leader, who has been condemned throughout his presidency for failing to tackle climate change, ended a private meeting with the words: "Goodbye from the world's biggest polluter."
He then punched the air while grinning widely, as the rest of those present including Gordon Brown and Nicolas Sarkozy looked on in shock.
The American leader, who has been condemned throughout his presidency for failing to tackle climate change, ended a private meeting with the words: "Goodbye from the world's biggest polluter."
He then punched the air while grinning widely, as the rest of those present including Gordon Brown and Nicolas Sarkozy looked on in shock.
What this blog is all about
...or rather, what should this blog be all about? What should be the purpose of writing and publishing a blog, even if it is only for my eyes to see?
I originally wanted to post snippets of others' poetry and my own, then I switched to online articles I found interesting, evocative, sobering. Then, I wanted to make this a running tally of all my retweets and posts, primarily concerning my horror at the state of the world in the early 21st century.
But, I want this blog to now be all those things, and much, much more.
No matter how insignificant, everyone has a story.
Not only does everyone have a story, everyone has the need to tell that story to someone.
If I were to be honest to myself, I am an insignificant office worker in one of the world's great medical institutions. Even one such as I needs to tell my story.
Parts of my story are pretty mundane. Parts of it are inspirational. Parts of it are so fanciful, some may believe that they never happened. But I can assure you, they did.
Hopefully, somebody will stumble across this blog and find comfort or insight. Someone in the future may find this blog and get an idea about, along with others, what regular people were thinking during this period of time, with all its upheaval and renewed fear of "the other." This may well help future generations to not make the mistakes we have made. That is my hope.
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