Why me, why me, oh!The bad things that happen couldbe good in the endMoira Levant © December 8 2019
learning selflessness
when you feel your needs are not metit is hard to be selflesswhen it seems no one is there to care for youit is hard to care about otherswhen you face loosing everythingfamily, home, reputationit is hard to show respectfear of what might be lies to youdon't listenall you need you haveyou are cared foryou…
What do you want?
Me, what do I want?Respect, purpose, friends?What to do with the rest of humanity?Love them the best I can, and leave them alone.I wish it were that easymaybe it is, and I make it more difficultbut when something unfair seems to happenwhen my vision is obsuredall I see are mine, mewhat of the other?Should I…
A Feathered Thing
Hope, so says the poet, is a feathered thingit rests in the soullove is eturnalit keeps those it loves warm and safeit cheerfully sings in every kind of weatherlove is eturnalit never asks to be repaidlove is eturnaldisquieted souls have no hoperestlessness is in their bloodlove is still eturnalthey are cold, lovelessthey never singlove is…
Christmas
yes, without familythey sit, alone, lonely andread lovely mailsuccess, a smile comesno longer alone, they readreply, keep in touch!Moira Levant Dec. 4 2019
Wisdom
noise everywhere andthe heart speaks, the mind chatterswho to listen to?correcting the pastthe mind revolves painful timesunable to solvesoftly speakes the heartlet life be, just let it besilent the monkeyMoira Levant December 4 2019 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7P6X3IWLECY
Passive Agrresive
How do you dealpassive agressive bossnew job is commingMoira Levant © Dec. 3 2019
Anger
Anger, I haven’t seen you in awhileCome in and stay, reconsileDanger in being too hostileAnger came in, took off the coat of armssat down, did not set off any alarmDanger can somehow disarmI sat with him by the firesilence restores the soulAnger turned the keyhole wholeAnger transformedlike a pheonix rebornand then became freeMoira Levant ©…
Ranting like a little Kid
When I was little, I was really little. Born 3 pounds 5 ounces, 15 inches long, yeah, I was small. I had two parents and a brother, and the family dog who all loved me. Now to some memories. My brother was 10 years 9 months older than me. He was always big and strong,…
Changes
changes are cominggood and bad and everythingdoes this make haiku?Moira Levant © November 30 2019
