I’ve housed a loud, invisible intrusion,
Ominous, opaque in nature,
Ray of darkness,
Asphyxiating, tranquility tapered.
Faltering fruitful future fulfillment.
Guilt-ridden aftermath of mistakes,
Allowed my firm foundation to shake,
The toxic traitor to blame, my bane,
None other than fear,
I no longer permit you to reside here.
COPYRIGHT ©2018 Writing.Warm Plates. Wanderlust by LD Says. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Making of memories,
Nostalgia in hindsight,
A burning, yearning to re-create,
As seas separate moments captured.
Picture loved ones,
Close in spirit,
Scattered across Earth’s plane,
By trajectories transport inhibits,
Yet bonds remain unaffected.
Displacement runs rife,
To skies from ceilings,
As birthplace does not equal home,
Future, friends, feelings,
Are felt only by proxy, picture, phone.
Smiles will not expire,
Once annual hugs,
Now carry frequency and laughter,
A full face, fresh space- my attire,
When I no longer require a return-trip after.
COPYRIGHT ©2018 Writing.Warm Plates. Wanderlust by LD Says. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Language Barriers: When the struggle is real.
@LHenrixx #ExpressYourself #Travel #JetLife #Culture #Inspiration
Travel, though the epitome of escapism, can be a feat within itself. Solo travel, though also enjoyable and empowering, can also be an uphill struggle. Solo travel as a WOMAN can be a molehill and a mountain. Especially within a different town. Or country. Or continent.
Or one step further, with an accent or a distinct LANGUAGE BARRIER. #TheStruggleIsImminent.
Continue reading “#SUITCASESTRUGGLES #2: Language Limits & Barriers”
A visual, truthful ode to ‘Wanderlust’ (definition: a strong desire for or impulse to wander or travel and explore the world). This project combined visual artists, a photographer, a fellow poet and a mood-setting, melodic music score (all contributors available in the credits).
If you lack substance, you and I lack longevity,
My dreams take place in New York
Where forks rest, entangled in tastes from Mounted dishes of fish tacos, giros and deli sides,
My fantasies reside in Cairo to Castries,
Markets and Marrakesh to Marigot Bay’s trees,
Erogenous escapes bring ease to me; I said erogenous escapes bring ease.
Continue reading “POEM/VIDEO: ‘Wanderlustful’”