Hello my loulous,
It has been a while since my last post, but I am back; and back with a new leisure activity you might say. Recently, in my daily interactions, whenever someone has mentioned how they are sad, happy, missing something, etc., I turned to paper and pen (or more like a computer) to attempt to put their feelings down on paper. Which brings me to….wait for it…..POETRY!
Now, let me be the first to say that I am no poet, by any means. However, I do feel a sudden urge to write and express. Whether it be for me or for others, or for just plain old fun! Let us proceed shall we?
I wrote this poem after a WhatsApp conversation with my fiancé, an international recruiter for Florida International University at the time. He was expressing how he was feeling a bit nostalgic after realizing he was on his last recruitment trip for the university (He has switched departments since).
Adieu Admissions
Oh little admissions office
How very busy you were
From walk-ins to fairs
You will always stay in mon coeur
You gave me the world
And I gave you five years
Now it is time for us to part
And I just might shed a tear
Thank you for the opportunities
And the many friendships made
All my winnings and successes
Got me feeling like D. Wade
I will miss you
And I know you will miss me too
But we will always have one love in common
And her name is FIU
I wrote this next poem after a recent conversation with a co-worker. She was melancholy, because she had done a treatment on her hair. Now, her once curly locks were silky straight, and she missed her curls very much.
Straight Out of Curl
Curls upon curls
Curls all over me
All those swirls and twirls
Once filled me with joyous glee
But change came a knockin’
And I straightened them out
If only I had known
That their loss would make me pout
For I miss their bounce
And the happiness they made me feel
They were always so upbeat
Always so full of zeal
But alas they are gone
And it is a new, scary change
I still feel like me
Just a little bit strange
Well, there you have it! My silly attempt at poetry. I admit I am having oodles of fun with this, and after all, is that not what self-expression is all about?
Stay tuned for more!
Love always,
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