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My Poem of the Day

(10/25/14)

Jack of All Trades©

I’ll do anything you ask of me

I can do almost anything

That in which I don’t know

I will learn just for you

I’m never willing to be defeated by anything

There is no such phrase as

I can’t

or I don’t know how

You ask and I am willing

Willing to go to the end of the world

Just not to disappoint you

I’ll cook your dinner

I’ll clean your clothes

Heck, I’ll even shop with you or for you

and Put your kids to bed

You give me purpose

You give me a reason

about why I’m alive

I’m your Jack of all trades

Copyright 2014

Jack of All Trades©

Felina Silver Robinson


My Poem of the Day

(10/24/14)

Fading Into the Darkness©

I slip slowly into the darkness

I watch the last glimmer of light fade along with me

Voices faintly heard and just about gone

Memories evaporated that are lost on me now

My size no longer matters

I no longer feel bad about my weight

No one to cackle at my clothes

I no longer care when I’m indisposed

Because no one sees but me

And those like me

Couldn’t be bothered

I miss the life I once had

But now I have choice with no demands

I’m now as peace for

The darkness shed me a new light

Copyright 2014

Fading Into the Darkness©

Felina Silver Robinson

This poem is one in a collection

in tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton

R.I.P. Maryann

10/24/1983-10/23/2014


My Poem of the Day

(10/22/14)

Slowly Dying©

You left me crying while you lay slowly dying

Stumped by a system bent on tradition

To turning a blind eye on those who need them the most

You sat in a cell

Living through hell

Day in and day out

Battered and bullied

By those who always have something to prove

Don’t ask me why I’ve relied

on

A system that’s always plotting

To be certain that you wont walk out talking

About the cracks in halls of justice

Once you fight their actions

That caused you

To no longer want

To be here among the land of the living

Instead you left me here crying while you lay there slowing dying

While I stand here fighting and relying on “we the people”

To bring you justice

Copyright 2014

Slowly Dying©

Felina Silver Robinson

This poem is a tribute to my niece Maryann Hamilton


My Poem of the Day

(10/18/14)

On the Charles©

The river is host to many an event

The Annual Head of the Charles Regatta

Athletes from 32 countries come to showcase their talents

Hoping to be on top at events end

The picturesque walking paths host many walks and runs for all types of causes

The Hatch Shell is the home for weekly Flicks during hot summer nights

Don’t forget the fourth of July celebrations

and

Summer concerts

I’ve seen many a family picnic upon the open green

How about some Zumba to keep you fit

The Charles brings miles of smiles to all kinds of faces from all kinds of places

I’ll always fondly remember my time on the Charles

Copyright 2014

On the Charles©

Felina Silver Robinson


My Poem of the Day

(10/17/14)

My Spot On the Hill©

The doctors told me to put my affairs in order

I sat there for a moment in denial of the words I heard

Being angry that my life was over before it really began

Now I had to spend my time taking care of business

I thought I still had time to tend to

I signed over my home

I willed away every remaining part of me

All left to do is pick my spot on the hill

When I was young

I ran atop on canyon hill

Overlooking the valley

And every place I wished I’d ever be

I always plan the day that I make a trip on down to the valley

For me

That day will never come

I picked a spot atop of Canyon Hill

So I can forever look down on the valley I had never been

I will fly freely at will when night falls upon Canyon Hill

Copyright 2014

My Spot On the Hill©

Felina Silver Robinson


What I see when I look at the sea© by Felina Silver Robinson

I sit upon the largest rock
Facing towards the morning sun
I look out into the wide open land of ours
I see a brand new day for each and every day
Filled with hopeful things you see
We only have time for good things ahead
The future ahead has taken all that’s bad
And thrown it out to the sea
Never to be seen or heard from again
What do you see when you look at the sea?

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Birthdays© by Felina Silver Robinson

Birthday’s come
Birthday’s go
We all have a list
Of what to do this year
Has anyone out there done anything
I’m forever making plans that never come to fruition
This year I’m certain there’s going to be a change
I’m more than determined to make certain this time
That I set out to do all that I can to complete my tasks
A birthday is a time for new beginnings and for wiping the slate clean
I can’t wait to begin my charge to make all that I must do be done before next we convene again

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The old tree of mine© by Felina Silver Robinson

On a warm summers day when I was still young,
I planted tree to keep me company
The dirt I dug up from the park behind our house
The tree so small and mighty
I hope for its growth to be strong and plenty
The leaves so grand and supple
The flowers that sprout each spring
Smell sweeter than lilacs
I sit for hours just staring out at that tree
It makes me think of all the places that I want to be
When the petals fall beneath my feet
I have the urge to dance and share all my dreams
The petals seem to be like dear old friends
When winter comes to whisk them away
I sit peacefully waiting until spring next returns
To bring the leaves back to my tree
So that I can see all that I can see even if it is all only a dream

Note to my new readers: About my “Poem Bursts” – I give myself 30 seconds to one minute, and then write what comes to mind. This is a fun writing exercise I give myself to come up with something different from what I might usually write. I hope you enjoy the outcome.


My Poem of the Day

(10/10/14)

What Am I? Who Am I©

The reflection in the mirror doesn’t answer the question “What Am I? Who Am I?

My mother turned away each time I raised the subject of where I came from

What is there to be proud of?

Why do I feel shame?

Being native is something to be proud of

There is no shame in who and what you are

I need answers

I want answers

I deserve answers

I just want to know who and what I am

Outside of this shell I call my own

The one that tells you about who I am

And where I came from

But you can’t know of me

Before I know of me

I’m determined to find the answers

Before life’s end

of

What Am I? Who Am I

Copyright 2014

What Am I? Who Am I©

Felina Silver Robinson