My friends forgot
but I held the memories close
and when I hit replay
thoughts of the moments roll in
with the warmth
of what they represented.
I reach out to my friends
but they turn and stare
like what we shared
was inconsequential; something trivial.
Yet, to me, this memories stay dear
and, as at the time of creation,
I thought the essence was clear.
Although my friends
have downgraded the memories
I will always hold them dear
For in the end,
memories don’t live like humans
and there’s nothing wrong with that.
Glory
I don’t take glory seriously
because I know, like seasons,
they eventually cease to be
and the switch-off
could catch one cold
like an unprepared winter night;
fingers frozen
like summer gelato
in tourist’s hand.
I take substance wholeheartedly
the collection of traits that make me;
what I am made of,
the things that drive me.
I hold dreams closely
places I want to be
aspirations that should come to life.
For everything on the outside
revolves at its pace
but what is inside is the key to me.
Family of Seasons
A winter son
with a summer mother
a spring sister
and an autumn grandma
I had to visit all
and with great delight
they embraced me.
Flipped Page
Like plantain
in the heat of getting fried
sides are flipped
to get it done.
Similarly, a flipped coin
decides the game’s starter
and in semblance
a switch is flipped
for light to stay or be put off.
But let’s dwell on the switch a bit;
a young man woke up
kissed his wife good morning
responded to the greetings of his kids
made his presence felt online
switched on his day
to see the promises envisioned
in his night sleep.
Against the run of play
the switch flipped
cutting off the life of a healthy man
the whole community cried “adieu”
his page flipped over
…goodnight.
Travel safe, Chris.
Search Complete
Friends for life
They come
rare find
sometimes
never find
other times
not recognized
but you feel
the difference
they bring
the energy
they create
the vibe
that’s lasting
Stringing
life time
of memories
of friendship
for life.
Feedback
There’s something about feedback – empowering, therapeutic. Don’t hold it back for it could make a world of difference to the receiver.
That shirt is great? Give the wearer a feedback. You see the effort of that upcoming artist friend of yours? Pass them encouragement as feedback. The person next to you is reading a book that interest you, share the feedback.
Feedback: there’s something emboldening about it. A very good ingredient to build confidence and a way to show another you care. But through it all, feedback should be sensitive, truthful and genuine.
