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Unconnected

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Tell me again, Dear Friend
How your day was
What’s happened to you
Since last we met.

I have put on my smile
And my listening ears
Yes, I’m fine
Tell me about you

I don’t know how
To make idle chatter
I never quite learned
Or got the gist

Nod and laugh
When I know it’s
Expected of me
Sip my coffee throughout

Maybe this time I
Will say something
Put a piece of myself
On display, to see

Something’s missing, Dear Friend
No, it’s not my phone
I have my keys
Right here, yes. Good.

But first I’ll listen
One more time
About your planned
Family trip to the sea.

No, I’m fine, coffee’s gone
I’d better get going.
Nice to see you
Don’t be a stranger.

Hug, wave, promise to
Feel the same as I did
Before I came,
As I sat inside.

As I sit now.
Unconnected
Uncollected
Fraying at the seams

Push my stuffing
Back inside
Sew it up again
It’s time to do

Something important.
Start the car
Turn on a radio
That I never hear

Pretend to sing along.

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In the Feels: A Poetry Chapbook

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Hello all!

This is a special post to let you know my Poetry Chapbook is now available on Amazon. It’s called ‘In the Feels’ and has 20 never before published, original works. These pieces reflect moments of raw emotion. My intent was to capture the power of words. My amazement at the ability to explain with writing deep sorrow or exuberant joy. I hope you connect with them on some level.

It’s available for $2.99 which is greatly appreciated if you can afford it. It helps me keep this blog going and is a big step in the right direction of showing me people enjoy my work so I should keep doing it. 🙂  Every purchase is appreciated so very much!

You can also read it for free if you subscribe to Kindle Unlimited which is a monthly subscription for around $10 each month and allows you to read tons of books for free. (Well, not free, because you paid $10, but you don’t pay for the book itself. You check it out and can check out and read lots of books for the $10 each month. I have it and I love it.) Click HERE to check it out.

I will also being running a contest later this month on my Facebook page where you can win a free copy. So make sure you like my Author Eileen Maki Facebook page so you don’t miss out on the contest.

In the Feels Cover

Thank you so much for your support!

Best wishes,

~ Eileen

 

New Beginnings

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Moving light
I displace space
Relocating
Overthinking it all.
Breath in
Breath out
Stay calm
Feeling every molecule
Every hair on end
Each second counts
Action
Precedes reaction
A sneeze
‘Bless you.’
Open  a door
To close it behind you
Give your heart
To lose it
Tiny decisions
Huge mistakes
Lead us to where
We should be
Take a breath
Take a step
And begin again.

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Worthy

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How did we get here?
This place so full of ugly
Overflowing with unhappiness
Afraid of change
Unwilling to compromise
Apathetic in our misery
We stop trying
To get somewhere
To be someone worthy
And we grow fat
Within our complacency
Unable to give of ourselves
Not even willing to take
We lose our taste for joy
Forget how soft skin feels
And the sweet taste
Of a kiss.

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Eventful

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Marked by interesting
or exciting events.
plagued by the never
ending soiree.
Music spilling
tumbling over me.
My skin.
Where I feel the
softness of violet
taste the sweetness
of a faultless harmony.
It is we who are
full of these events.
Clutching them in
our pockets like an
old napkin with a
number and a red
lipstick kiss.

Kiss

Green

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I see her, walking
sunlight kisses her bare skin
Her skirt, made of silk and dreams
brushes the back of her thighs
skimming and sliding over her.
Her hair falls in a cascade
of opposing angles and curves
it catches the light
and moves it inside.
Hips that swerve and sway
hypnotize and entrance me
I begin to feel a familiar thing
deep in the bottom of my gut
and I imagine what
she feels like on my fingers
how soft she would make
my hands feel.
I watch her and take her in
my hips moving with hers
my hair falling in waves.

Green

Life-cycle of a Flower

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Velvety smooth petals
shaped like crushed tear drops
richly colored as lust
rubbing it against
my cheek, I remember.
The smell of new beginnings
and promises made
with every belief they will
come true, be kept, remain alive.
Blooming under the sun’s gaze
much like me under yours
stretching and basking
straining to absorb every ray.
Smooth stem peppered with
Sharp, prickly thorns just waiting
to hurt, to surprise, to fail
so expectations fall and
walls go up, clouds
to block the sun, the love
and then will come the end.

 

Life-cycle of a Flower

Dream a Little Dream

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Dream a Little Dream

Your hands

reaching out

connecting with

tender flesh.

Wide eyes and

panting breath

heaving and sighs

escape parted lips.

lights turned up

don’t wanna miss

anything. Everything

is bathed in light

I’m thinking hard

that I just might

lose my mind.

I look and see

that it’s not

me you hold.

 

Questionable Motives

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Time and time
And time again
I hear your gentle sighs
Never giving voice
To that which guards
Your words, your eyes.
I wait, abated and
Emotionally sedated
For the moment when
I know for sure
What kind of evening
Lays in hiding among
Shadows and skeletons
Best left forgotten but
Always paraded in the
Light when it suits you
It becomes you, you know
To let you think you’ve
Gained the upper hand
To let you feel all kinds
Of grand.

Questionable Motives

graced

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millions of seconds
have passed
your face, your fingers
blessed this place
your breath, your light
too long excused
your scent, your feel
with no trace
remembering
I am graced

 

graced