POEM: Earth in the Time of Corona... 170

• Moda
• 26-07-2023 14:09

This poem was written back in 2020 in the midst of the pandemic. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Earth in the Time of Corona My big children did mischief. I sent them to their room, And now they must think hard about what they have done. My face is scarred, I’m bleeding, I’m sick, I’m exhausted. I can barely stand on my feet. I need a break. I must shake this grime off my shoulders. March is here, and the trees are in bloom. Isn’t it early for tree blooms? Shouldn’t my beloved trees blossom in April? Isn’t April the month of the flowers each year? So why March this year? Oh, but I know why. My mischievous children are locked in the house, And now the trees have more space to grow. And my small children, timidly, get out of t

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POEM: Banned Books... 172

• Moda
• 26-07-2023 10:00

It’s the most divided we have ever been.Book banning is just one of the matters that we fight over. But wait a second. It’s not merely book banning. Not all books from all bookstores and libraries are generally banned. There is a very distinct nuance here, And we must not ignore it. No one is banning you from reading Shakespeare. You can go to any bookstore and any library and read the beloved bard, Just like you always could. So let’s be reasonable here. Some books are more niche than others, And they respectfully belong to their own club. But other than that, Othello still rocks and he always will.

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POEM: The Table... 180

• Moda
• 25-07-2023 10:00

Someone said recently that the table must be accessible to all.(And I wholeheartedly agree with this statement. I’m not trying to take credit for these words.) But I’m afraid the accessible is not the issue here. The table should not only be accessible, But also acceptable. And the bigger issue that we face nowadays is that the table is not acceptable. So why should I want to join it at all?

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POEM: Gratitude... 181

• Moda
• 24-07-2023 10:00

Grateful for feeling alive.Grateful for love. Grateful for family. Grateful for friends. Grateful for health. Grateful for safety. Grateful for stability. Grateful for comfort. Grateful for books around me. Grateful for inspiration. Grateful for fine things. Grateful for seeing the world. Grateful for the vaccine. Grateful for everything I have. When we go through a crisis, It teaches us precious lessons. My most valuable lesson is to appreciate. Nothing we are given is to be taken for granted. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 72.

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POEM: Hygge à la Canadienne... 170

• Moda
• 23-07-2023 15:44

Friday night.I have a quiet weekend ahead of me, All to myself, all by myself. Sometimes it just feels good to spend time in my own company. I shut out the outside world for three days. I don’t respond to emails or phone calls. I have a tasty take-out dinner. Lovely sushi! I have a glass of red wine. I indulge in a slice of chocolate cake. I write a short story and a poem. I watch a romantic comedy on Netflix. I soak up in a bubble bath and browse a fashion magazine While in the tub with a beauty mask on my face. I open my journal and reflect on my day, Sipping from a cup of strawberry tea. I light a scented candle while I write. The candle helps me feel inspired, And the pen rushes on the paper as if it writes on its own. I go to bed early. I spritz some lavender mist on my

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POEM: To Do List for Being Happier... 170

• Moda
• 22-07-2023 13:27

Hug.Kiss. Make love. Read more books. Listen to good music. Watch a favorite movie. Take photos. Go back to your hobbies. Wear a beautiful dress. Go to a crazy party. Go to a fashion show. Have a coffee with your best friend. Call your sister. Go on a road trip. Go to a Caribbean beach. Go up on the Eiffel Tower. Make priceless memories. Write a story about what you love. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 67.

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POEM: The Days of the Week... 248

• Moda
• 21-07-2023 10:00

My feelings have different colors on the different days of the week. Monday. I feel dark blue. I mourn the weekend and I battle the proverbial blues. So blue, that it’s dark blue. Just a shade short of black. Tuesday. Still blue. But it’s a lighter blue. And my spirit feels less gloomy. Wednesday. Green. It’s the middle of the week and I feel fresh, hopeful, and inspired. Thursday. Red. The weekend is just around the corner, and I fire up. Friday. My favorite day of the week. The anticipation of the weekend. Sometimes the anticipation of joy is even more enjoyable than joy itself. Just like waiting for Christmas. I feel about Friday the same way as I feel about the first three weeks o

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POEM: Another Note to Self... 183

• Moda
• 20-07-2023 10:00

Don’t be afraid.Don’t be scared. Don’t be sorry. Don’t worry. Don’t stop. Don’t give up. Don’t hide. Don’t run away. Don’t think you’re not good enough. Don’t think you’re alone in the world. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 66.

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POEM: Note to Self... 170

• Moda
• 19-07-2023 14:27

Be loved.Be adored. Be admired. Be beautiful. Be gorgeous. Be amazing. Be awesome. Be brave. Be strong. Be free. Be hopeful. Be confident. Be smiling. Be happy. Be blessed. Be kind to yourself. Be the best. Be everything you want to be. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 65.

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POEM: It Must Be Stopped... 170

• Moda
• 17-07-2023 10:00

We have had two of them,Don’t let it turn into a third one. The world doesn’t need a third one. The world doesn’t need one at all. You’ve shown which side of history you want to be. You’ve done an amazing job so far, Don’t let your guard down now. Keep your eyes open, Don’t let the fog blind you. Finish what needs to be done. The madness must be stopped.

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