BARBARA SUEN
Behind The Stained Glass
Where is heaven?
Where is hell?
Up there, or down there?
Are we there already?
Hell?
Some say it is so.
Is it a point system?
"Stars" for your
acts of goodwill.
Sitting behind the stained
glass,
trying to soak it all in...
A beautiful place.
But, no one was smiling,
I swear.
Heaven and Hell
or nothing at all.
I had a taste of both.
Heaven surrounded me,
with love and warmth
But, only when I had no
expectations.
Easy to remember.
"Happy" is just so
easy to remember.
I just couldn't hold on to
it.
Hell.
Loses everything.
Don't get too close to the
fire
It's greedy. Want's all of you.
I expected Love, as if I
deserved it.
Unconditional, from all.
I had expectations....more
and more.
Lost it all.
Burnt and blistered heart.
I am there in gray, standing
with the unforgiven and forgotten.
Trumpets above, screams
below.
Radiating Peace
They are always finding more
"earth-like" planets,
many light years away, that
may or may not
sustain life.
"Mars" being one.
Start saving your pennies...
Would you like to be a
Martian?
if earth was no longer an
option...gone,
inhabitable...
Would we pollute that planet
too?
And then, we have to move
"Where"?
Our galaxy, the "milky
way",
is but one galaxy among
billions.
How can we be so egotistical
and naive,
to think we are alone in the
universe.
I bet they are out
there. "people, aliens, or a
mixture of both".
They look down on our planet
and see the color of red,
meaning
"anger"...orange, meaning "fires"...and gray smoke,
of what we call
"bombs".
That is earths
"aura" that they see.
They are light years ahead of
humans on earth,
feeling a magnetic negativity
that seeps from every ocean.
They do not know
"War". And have no desire to
learn this.
Yes, they know we are here.
Making no move to
communicate, even though they could.
Keeping their distance for a
reason.
Their "Peaceful"
planet remains so.
Vowing by telepathy to
continue anonymity.
They are safe in their
starlit glass domes.
At "Peace"... no
angry reds or orange fires of War.
No smoky grays of polluted
bombs and chemical air.
No...
Their planet radiates blue
light... into the universe,
the color of
"serenity".
We are not alone.
May we all think hard about
the blue light of serenity.
Radiating "PEACE"
without words.
Just imagine.
I Will Find My Way To You
Young and forever, he
remains.
Escaping heaven when he feels
her heart ache
“Just to hold him once
more…once more,” she murmurs in sleep
Sometimes she is calling him
on the phone…No answer
Never an answer. No phones in
heaven.
Much time goes by before she
sees him again.
Never knowing when.
He comes in the night when
she forgets what love is
There is no talk. In black and white
She holds him tight and
remembers again.
Her heart beating like
rumbling thunder before the rain.
She always wakes up sad,
But her heart is warm and
full once more.
She whispers, “forever I miss
you”.
She knows…
His heart is but one world
away.
True love is never really
Gone.
BARBARA SUEN
BARBARA SUEN is from
Mishawaka, Indiana. USA. Her poems have appeared
in several regional and international Anthologies, "Potpourri Vol 2"~
"Dandelion In A Vase Of Red Roses"~ "I Have A Name"~
"Where Are You From"~ "Apple Fruits Of An Old Oak",
"Women Poets: Within And Beyond The Shore- Vol. 2". “Tried, Tested,
And True Poets, From Around The Globe” “Verses On racism, Oppression and
Refugee Crisis. She is very proud to represent her state in, “Poetry Voice
Journal” with several poems. Editor, “David Allen”. Several Poems posted in "Soul
Fountain" magazine. Also, in “Wildfire Publications”. and a very special
poem published in "The Storyteller" magazine. Barbara's career in writing began 33 years
ago, when she began journaling with the birth of her first daughter....and
never stopped. Her passion is prose
poetry. She enjoys meeting other Poets from all over the globe through online
poetry sites. Barbara eats, sleeps, and
breathes poetry.
Author Barbara Suen, I am extremely proud of you and your poetic/writing journey. Keep reaching towards your dreams. Your friend and Pittsburgh author Renee' Drummond-Brown (Renee's Poems with Wings are Words in Flight).
ReplyDeleteI can't thank you enough Author Renee Drummond-Brown for your continuous inspiration ! Writing is a like a roller-coaster ride. Up, down, loop to loop, upside down screaming. And when the ride (poem) is done, you take a deep breath of "Wow" and run to get back in line to ride it again. That sums it up! Have to keep the DREAM ! Your friend and fan of your ink, Barbara Suen
DeleteNice work. Radiating Peace is brilliant!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much Poet Linda Imbler. I don't know what part of my brain thought of "Radiating Peace". I look up at the stars a lot. There is no end to the universe, and that we may never know who else is out there. Or, maybe we will with technology progressing so fast. Maybe not in my lifetime, but they will find life out there. So far away. So very far away. Your friend, Barbara Suen
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