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Flowers Episode 1: Soul Soldier
I was humbled
When she first uttered those words
Out loud..in a crowd full of poets
Soul Soldier
Indeed I felt those weighted words
Egotistical yet introverted
I wasn't sure how to show my appreciation
Thus the apprehension
But as Time humbles
I see what she always saw
True and full of Blues
She understood my Soldier
The one that carries on in spite of myself
That lone Underdog
On a hill littered with convictions
Fighting for Love...for art
For my own humanity
Dodging spiritual landmines
Crossing deadlines
Still alive
Now counting Blessings
One by one
And this precious Blessing
I speak of right now
Is indeed a Rose
Thorned by misunderstandings
Her Crown frowned upon by
The uninitiated
A raw nerve sensitized to the Universe
Adorned and scorned
She carries on through this dichotomy
A Warrior Woman worn...torn
Forever she finds ways to
Peace herself back together
One poem at a time
She has always been my Sister Soldier
In arms...in absence...in darkness and Light
So I take this Time to gift her flowers
To thank her for her words of Wizdom and inspiration
Her silence and understanding
The beauty of her grandeur and humility
Out loud..here and now
In a room full of poets.
Thank you for being you, Brenda
From Soul to Soul
Your friend
Naajir
When she first uttered those words
Out loud..in a crowd full of poets
Soul Soldier
Indeed I felt those weighted words
Egotistical yet introverted
I wasn't sure how to show my appreciation
Thus the apprehension
But as Time humbles
I see what she always saw
True and full of Blues
She understood my Soldier
The one that carries on in spite of myself
That lone Underdog
On a hill littered with convictions
Fighting for Love...for art
For my own humanity
Dodging spiritual landmines
Crossing deadlines
Still alive
Now counting Blessings
One by one
And this precious Blessing
I speak of right now
Is indeed a Rose
Thorned by misunderstandings
Her Crown frowned upon by
The uninitiated
A raw nerve sensitized to the Universe
Adorned and scorned
She carries on through this dichotomy
A Warrior Woman worn...torn
Forever she finds ways to
Peace herself back together
One poem at a time
She has always been my Sister Soldier
In arms...in absence...in darkness and Light
So I take this Time to gift her flowers
To thank her for her words of Wizdom and inspiration
Her silence and understanding
The beauty of her grandeur and humility
Out loud..here and now
In a room full of poets.
Thank you for being you, Brenda
From Soul to Soul
Your friend
Naajir
Published 23rd Nov 2023
Author's Note
Time stamped 2013
You were one of the very first
to make me feel at home on this site
It was a crowd back then
very loud and rambunctious
and we have certainly weathered the storms,
many of our own making, yes?
Now it's turned into a very intimate room
and our poet/poetess is still standing
in the aftermath...imperfect yet still pushin through
with that pen...fighting the good fight
10 years and counting
Cheers to you, my Lady
My fellow OG
You were one of the very first
to make me feel at home on this site
It was a crowd back then
very loud and rambunctious
and we have certainly weathered the storms,
many of our own making, yes?
Now it's turned into a very intimate room
and our poet/poetess is still standing
in the aftermath...imperfect yet still pushin through
with that pen...fighting the good fight
10 years and counting
Cheers to you, my Lady
My fellow OG
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23rd Nov 2023 9:38pm
I don’t have the words to properly express how truly wonderful this poem is.
Two very talented and beautiful people. You are blessed to have each other and we are blessed to read you both.
Two very talented and beautiful people. You are blessed to have each other and we are blessed to read you both.
24th Nov 2023 00:34am
She carries on through this dichotomy
A Warrior Woman worn...torn
Forever she finds ways to
Peace herself back together
One poem at a time
That is the absolute essence of this amazing lady. She's always had the right of it...Soul Soldier. She sees because she herself fights the battle. Beautiful reminder of how far you've both come...still fighting & still on fire. Mad respect for both of you!
A Warrior Woman worn...torn
Forever she finds ways to
Peace herself back together
One poem at a time
That is the absolute essence of this amazing lady. She's always had the right of it...Soul Soldier. She sees because she herself fights the battle. Beautiful reminder of how far you've both come...still fighting & still on fire. Mad respect for both of you!
25th Nov 2023 6:14am
there are tears in my eyes dearest Naajir Soul Soldier you humble and honor me greatly
I didn't see this the other day too caught up in the battle...life you know...you are an intelligent man and good friend to have a heart for me still after the ups and downs I am grateful for your presence and this beautiful offering to my soul thank you❤
I didn't see this the other day too caught up in the battle...life you know...you are an intelligent man and good friend to have a heart for me still after the ups and downs I am grateful for your presence and this beautiful offering to my soul thank you❤
25th Nov 2023 6:30am
Naajir it's hard to believe so much time has passed but it has and you have been a great friend to me through the thick and thin us poets feel each other so deeply and I know I'm not easy...as an empath friend and Soldier I thank you for being here...I am so moved by your loving gift...thank you 💕
