We recently held a Book Launch for Let the Mourning Come, the debut chapbook for prolific poet Kika Man. I must tell you that this book affected me. It is the kind of book you want to read over and again to truly digest the contents and feel all the feelings. Following is the Book Launch video and I encourage you to take this content in and digest the beautiful words expressed for Kika and this book, a capture of the heart.
Available on Lulu and via Kika Man, as well as selected book retailers.
He moved to Needles, searching his soul, pining for his lost woman, she had left him right before Christmas eve.
Needless to say, his heart was broken, and he pondered the true meaning of life.
There was a sound in the distance, gaining volume as the sound of huffing and bells rang near.
Looking to the sky, noticing golden blades, shining brightly and hooves of tiny antlered animals, he was amazed.
Then the sounds of “Ho, ho, ho.” rang in his ears.
Gazing at the cactus and watching in amazement as the sleigh swooped down to land, he was once again revived to memories of his childhood, when life felt innocent and hope sprang in the daylight, and at this thought the smell of the pine trees overcame his senses and he was once again renewed to the meaning of hope.
Autumn brings a change
when darkness comes too early
life can take a turn
SAD comes forth with depression
pleasures once known may be gone
sleeping may be more
energy waning, despite
dozing throughout night
slowing down movements and speech
restlessness, pacing, wringing
feeling less than worth
guilt taking over a life
forget making decisions
leaving feels as an option
it may start out young
but age is not the factor
getting help is what matters
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline
For more information about SAD aka Seasonal Affective Disorder check these links:
Placing the filling in the pouch, she holds it in the palm of her hand.
Asking if it feels natural to her friend, she hands it over to the waiting woman.
Doubts run through her mind as she worries that this tender moment will cause her friend dismay.
Delighted with the weight and texture, her friend nods approval with a big smile.
Elated on one side of her emotions, saddened on the other, less seen, side of her emotions, she grins and moves in for a hug.
Dejected since the operation, she held her friend, gently at first before tightly gathering her close, knowing that only a true friend would understand and allow her heart to fill, true friendship is never padded with false intentions.
There you have it! This is my Six Sentence Story for this week!
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Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
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