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Last Sample

Hi friends! This has been sitting on my desktop for a while now (more like months!) because I keep forgetting to post it! Haha! Here’s the last sample for my poetry novel UNMASKED. Hope you like it!

A Nomad's Trip

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Little Angels

I just learned that a dear friend lost her baby and it is by far the saddest news I have received these past months. I cannot begin to comprehend the amount of pain my friend felt upon hearing the news and I have no words that are good enough to comfort her. This poem is wholeheartedly dedicated to her and to all the moms (and dads) who lost a child. No one should ever go through that kind of experience but these people do and I hope they know that they are not alone. We may never know how painful this experience is for them but we will always be here to listen, hug, and to simply be there for them.

How do you
comfort
a mother
who isn’t?
There will never
be the right words,
right affection,
right hug
when a life
has been torn,
when no explanation
has been said.
A love in
its purest,
ethereal,
transcendent;
a love
beyond
time
deep
raw,
true;
a bond
that will never break,
a bond
even death
cannot severe.
When her pain
runs deep,
when her womb
refuses to forget
how can you comfort
a mother who isn’t?
How can you comfort
the strongest person
she will become?
She is all beauty
grace,
and splendour now
as what was lost
will forever
watch over her.

Never Alone

It was all so sudden. Aileen still feels like she is in a nightmare.

“May God welcome him into his kingdom…” Fr. Valdez looked sober enough while saying those words but was all those true?

Memories of the past flooded her mind. They were coming home from the grad ball. The sky was sparkling with stars; the wind was warm enough to excite the senses but had a bit of a chill for some cuddling with that special person. It was one of those nights that people read in books and watched in movies.

Next week was the graduation but it was not the only reason why her spirits were up. That night, under the diamonds of the sky, Jeff proposed and she accepted.

She wanted to decline at first but looking in his eyes she saw her future and all else faded. This is her destiny. Then, in a horrid twist of fate, she was robbed.

“Why did he have to arrive at the exact moment we made a turn?” Aileen wondered aloud. Her voice was full of hatred and tears welled in her eyes.

“It was that damned drivers fault. Him and his damn truck and damn alcohol.” Aileen said as she absent-mindedly beat the gravestone with the flowers she brought. Hopelessly, she lay next to it and tenderly traced Jeff’s name.

Tonight was the same night as last year but now, she’s alone. All alone with no one to comfort her. Weeping silently, she gazed at the stars twinkling brightly at her. She hated those stars; their seeming cheerfulness feels like they’re mocking her.

Suddenly at the corner of her eyes she saw something different. It glowed brighter than the rest but something in it seemed to comfort her. It felt like it was watching over her as if it were her very own star.

“The north star,” a voice behind her said.

Aileen carefully stood up and smiled at Mang Pedro, the cemetery caretaker.

“The north star is the brightest of all the stars,” he continued. “It doesn’t sparkle that much but it offers comfort to those in grief.”

Aileen stared at it, feeling hope surge through her for the first time since the tragedy. “Could it be my star?” she shyly asked. “My guiding light?”

Mang Pedro smiled sympathetically and lightly touched Jeff’s gravestone. “It can be anything you want.” Winking, he turned around and headed towards his cottage.

Aileen sighed and looked back at the once nameless star. She still feels empty inside but the star was starting to warm her heart. She knew now – she will never be alone again.