Nora Forrest's Poety Site

Blasphemy

The Call

The call of the wild. It beckons. I hear the call. Flashing memories of the indecency, the tunnel leading me back into the dark. When the moon was the only light of day I would see. Where leeches are your friends, and the rats are your dealers. When the safest place to rest your eyes was beneath a bush beside a busy road. The calling of the night, what normal people don’t hear or see. It belts out a howl through the night.. Thereafter, this wild recedes below the surface. Leaving the daunting memories to haunt my mind.

-Nora Forrest

What is Our Purpose?

There are people who fight so hard to survive,

but I bet they have no clue for the purpose of their life.

Most forget why they're living is significant anymore.

Living carelessly, forgetting, surpassing what life has in store.

-Nora Forrest

Banter

On his birthday he sat surrounded by people he had met throughout his lifetime. Though I had never met him, through his drunkenness he calls for the girl with heavens eyes. A woman turns to me and says "you little lady... He wants you." I stand, my heart pounding at the thought of being tossed from the bonfire I had crashed. As I walk up to him I no longer fear him. His smile was reassuring that everything would be fine, as he pats his lap for me to sit on. I felt awkward sitting on the lap of an old man I had never even spoken too that out of sheer kindness did not throw me to the cold. He says to me looking deep into my crystal eyes, with his faded grey.

He says to me "miss I do not know your name, but what I do know is that you are an angel in disguise. God must have had something special planned for you. Cause you are straight from heaven, I aint never seen eyes that showed me God."

As he taps my shoulder to let me know he is finished.

-Nora Forrest

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because the Dawn has come.
-Rabindranath

Definitions

Perspectives:

Perspective is a way of regarding situations or topics or a mental view or the state of one's ideas;

prospective means concerned with or related to the future.

Blasphemy:

Blasphemy is irreverence toward holy personages, religious artifacts, customs, and beliefs.

Reason to Stay

When my time comes, and my path is reaching an end. I will be grateful for the time I’ve had to spend. I learned my lessons, shared my wisdom, and know my course is finally completed. I was so judgmental when I couldn’t understand why people wanted so desperately to stay alive.

Somewhere on my course, I was blessed to learn why people do not want to leave this place. Into the blinding light, I was blessed to view such amazing grace.

From the first moment I held her, I silently prayed to never go back. Now that my body has aged, and she is grown. It’s her time for her to follow her own path.

She’ll carry apart of me within her for the rest of her life. I'll be watching over her, never will she leave my sight.-Nora Forrest

Tabula Rasa