POEM: The Dragon Has a Soul Too... 25

• Moda
• 12-07-2023 10:00

When we think about the Dragon,We think about a ferocious beast. Larger than life, fire breathing and frightening – his destiny is to protect the Princess from any danger, big or small. So much so, that no one ever dares come close to the castle Where the Princess is dreaming about Prince Charming. Even Prince Charming himself must summon up his courage To face the Dragon every time he visits his betrothed Princess And brings her flowers and chocolates. But other than that, No one ever steps into the castle. It can get lonely. We are used to fear the Dragon, But we forget that he has a soul too. How could he breathe fire if it didn’t come from deep inside his soul? Just like we couldn’t breathe without oxygen in outer space, The Dragon couldn’t breathe fire Has he not had a soul to nourish it. We fear his

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POEM: Gender... 25

• Moda
• 11-07-2023 10:00

I keep being told that my gender was assigned to me at birth.No, it was not. It was merely observed at birth. Well, what can I say. Actually, it goes without saying that I was not born genderless. Some high-profile dignitaries in our society think that you need a degree in biology to understand gender. Really? And here I thought for my entire life that all you need for that is common sense. Didn’t you? Granted, I don’t have a degree in biology. But I did pay attention to biology classes in school. I don’t have any issues with my gender. Do you? Thank you, Mother Nature, for giving me my gender before I was born.

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POEM: The Sunflower... 25

• Moda
• 10-07-2023 10:00

She is in love with the sun. Every sunny day is a happy day for her.  She wakes up every morning with her heart full of joy.  She always gazes at the one she loves the most.  As the sun walks the sky from dawn to dusk,  Her eyes walk the sky alongside him, too.  When the sky cries, the sunflower cries too.  Her saddest days are the gloomy days  When the clouds keep the sun away from her.  She thinks about him all day and dreams about him all night.  And when the night falls upon the earth,  The sunflower can’t wait for the morning to come,  To embrace her bright love again. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 53.

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POEM: Erasure... 23

• Moda
• 09-07-2023 09:30

I have been called names.Many different names. Many humiliating, degrading, insulting, and erasing names. A non-man. A bonus hole. A person with vagina. A menstruator. A uterus owner. A birthing person. A chest feeder. A womxn. And the ultimate slur, A ciswoman. Well, no. I am not any of these things. I am a woman. And I will not have it any other way.

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POEM: Ghost in Love... 23

• Moda
• 08-07-2023 10:00

He left this world, But he didn’t make it to the other world.  He was stuck between earth and heaven.  Love is what kept him chained to this world and it wouldn’t set him free.  He loved a woman on this earth,  But she didn’t know about his love.  She didn’t see him.  She didn’t hear him.  She didn’t know he existed.  When he thought it was his time to leave, the bright light did not open in front of him.  Angels did not call him.  Instead, darkness lay ahead,  And his steps wouldn’t follow it.  His spirit came back.  He needed to find his closure before he could leave this world for good.  He wandered on earth aimlessly.  How could he find his way to complete his journey?  What could he do to open up the bright light  And let the angels know  That he was ready to pass through the tw

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POEM: The Mermaid, a Retelling... 23

• Moda
• 07-07-2023 10:00

The sea was her home. She was happy and carefree.  Dolphins were her best friends.  Then she emerged above the water to look at the outworld.  And she met him.  The piano player.  She fell in love with his music,  And she fell in love with him.  He was perfect,  Just like his music was.  She loved everything about him.  His strength.  His charisma.  His intelligence.  His good looks.  His good nature.  His hypnotizing blue eyes.  His soft touch.  His delicate hands.  His seductive smile.  His contagious laugh.  The sound of his voice, grave and strong.  She thought about him day and night.  She dreamed about being part of his world.  She hoped that by some miracle, she could be by his side.  But mermaids and humans cannot

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POEM: Sunset... 26

• Moda
• 06-07-2023 10:00

I watch the sunset And I think about my departed love.  You are beyond the horizon  And I can’t see you anymore.  I wish I could touch the sun  When it touches the earth,   And I wish the horizon  Could bring you back to me.  But it’s only an illusion  And I will never see you again.  You are beyond the horizon  And you are not coming back,  My heart is lost into the darkness of the night. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book Sunset in Toronto, page 48.

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POEM: Emotional... 25

• Moda
• 05-07-2023 10:00

I am a human being, I am a woman,  I have emotions.  Sometimes I am emotional,  Sometimes very emotional.  You shouldn’t hold it against me.  My emotions are part of the human me.  It’s a feature, not a weakness.  You should know that I can do my job just as well  Regardless of the level of emotions  That I experience on any given day.  “You’re too emotional” should not be a conversation to be had  In a human resources office.  Where does “You’re emotional” end  And where does “You’re too emotional” begin?  Who has the right to decide for me  How much of my emotional is too emotional?  If you deal with human resources,  Then you should know that emotions are human.  You should not treat me dismissively for being emotional,  Or very emotional. ~~~~~~

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Happy Fourth of July!... 52

• Moda
• 04-07-2023 10:00

Happy Fourth of July to all my American friends and readers! ...

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POEM: Jealousy... 26

• Moda
• 03-07-2023 10:00

Consuming force that makes your heart ache. A storm of pain that takes over your soul.  You’re a walking ticking bomb ready to explode your pain any minute.  You can’t stop crying nights in a row.  You can’t stand it when someone else is flirting with the one you love.  When someone else is casually touching his hand.  When someone else is laughing at all his jokes.  When someone else is lingering around him.  When someone else is claiming him as their own.  You can’t stop hurting for him.  Pangs of jealousy stab your heart like poisoned arrows.  You’re jealous and your heart is bleeding.  You feel like jealousy defines you. ~~~~~~~~~~ From my book of poetry Sunset in Toronto, page 46.

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