Valentine’s Too Late

Two heart shaped balloons
Looming
Above their table

Him
Her
Starring ahead
Just so that they don’t

HAVE
to
look
at
one
another

Agony
So tangible
My eyes are drawn to them
A couple?
Window Seat
One of the best in the restaurant

The kitschy cheerfulness
of the heart-shaped balloons
Is fighting a lost battle

Love was lost when?
There is not even positive regard
Body language closed off
As if they just survived a battle
And now the king forces the enemy warriors
To reconcile

Happy Valentine’s Day

Outer Hebrides: Signs of Tenderness

I am people-watching

Grandparents
A boy wrapped in a thick towel
After an hour paying in freezing water

A young couple
Cuddling closely
Refusing to declare defeat against the evening’s chill

Two women
Like sisters
Spending time mostly in silence
With beers
Each a tent on their own

Little girl
Carrying sibbling piggyback down the sandy dunes
Siblings legs are too short

Elderly man
Alone cannot get his tend set up
Younger man walking over
Helping

There is hope
Always hope
Where love is
No matter what love looks like

Be relentless

Live relentlessly

Relentlessly optimistic
Relentlessly happy

Give into your sadness with all your being
And let it run, run, down the river

Give into your joy with all your heart
Let your inner child embrace life again

Give into your anger with all your might
Let it rage until your knuckles bleed

Give into your love with all your Self
Let it grow, grow until it leaps onto others

Be relentless
In living this life of yours

Just one rule
Don’t destroy anyone else on the way

All Edges

I am always all edges

Grating

Scratching

Upsetting

Not fitting in

I am always all edges

Saying the wrong things

Too much

Too straight

No filter

I am always all edges

Strong colours

Strong bones

Strong mind

Strong willed

I am always fighting

Windmills

Sometimes

Enemies

But they are mostly dead now

Sometimes

I wish

For a little bit

For a day or so

I could just blend in

Be a chameleon

Pretend I know how to hack this life thing

You Can

You can know yourself
Like the back of your hand
You can love yourself
With all your might
You can shine a light
Into the dark corners of your soul
While holding a poker
–Just in case

You can forgive
So generously
As if your life depended on it
–It just might

You can kick
Your own backside
Gently but assertive
–When needs be

You can stand tall
Within yourself
With pride and humility
And serve
Freedom

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