BARBARA SUEN

BARBARA SUEN

90% DREAMS

we cannot express the needs

we are not aware we have

coming from parts we barely know of

using only 10% of our brain

the other 90% locked up

in dark folds and crevasses.

take a trip into that darkness

holding an imaginary flash light

through the tunnels

the cobwebs of the past

for maybe this is where the how's, what's, and why's, hide

this might be the reason some people drop their lives,

and wander, "Alone"...

to walk a thousand miles around a lake

or take a rowboat across the pacific,

or climb Mount Everest...

to find "It"!

walking the answers, climbing the questions,

rowing the deep oceans under all wind, and storms,

crushing waves, and excruciating aches of every muscle in your body,

keep on...

finding nothing and everything in the journey

they had found in the crevasses

their "lost self"

diving deep into the untapped,

not settling into a comfortable conformity.

never again to so.

never end the search

until you are found!

(c) B. Suen

THE FIFTH COMMANDMENT

You better call your mama

because you haven't

and you can never call your daddy

because, he died three years ago

in August

and you wanted to talk to him

when you woke up out of your dreams

thinkin' too was it sunrise or sunset?

then it hit you

HARD

for some reason

that you would never again see

your daddy

hug him

hear his laugh

no where on this planet

and you know damned right

you're still breaking a commandment

"honor thy father and mother"

you don't call her...

because she once said,

"I don't want to be your mother anymore"....

Hearing those words were a sharp knife

that speared my heart all the way through

to the other side.  clear through, bone, muscle, soul...

and the scream on my insides were deafening.

(c) barbaraSuen

THE DANDELIONESS

I have searched far and wide

for the place where the grass always grows greener.

I find it all over the place.

Just not here.

Here I do find,

different shades of green,

and sometimes...

not even green at all

sometimes it's even brown

with little dandelions,

poking up their heads

as if to say,

"I can grow anywhere,

and my hunter green dress is the envy

of my friends. She then lifted her yellow hair high

as the winds blew her bold green leaves to and fro."

"Come on, kneel down to the earth, and take a closer look at me.

Most do not call me flower,

yet my petals burst brighter than the sun,

even if everything around here is brown,

desolate and dry as dust..I grow..

I am in this place called "somewhere"

My friends call me, "Sunny"

I call myself "Flower."

"I like the green grass too,

but they put a  poison in it...

killing off the rest of us.  All for the sake of endless and uninterupted blades of jade

needing to create a tiny slice of paradise

behind their high fences,

mostly highways, malls and parking lots.  All the ugly grays

they became used to.

I've heard they called this progress.

I think they know differently

too late."

"Who named us "Weeds"?

I'd like to talk to him, give him some words of my own.

Ugly name he gave us, just telling us we don't belong

here, or there.

We, who are survivors,

Grow on.

In a place called "Somewhere"

Like tiny, bright suns, shining everywhere we can.

I grow wherever I want to.

Despite what you see in me.

BARBARA SUEN

BARBARA SUEN is a 53 year old, from Mishawaka, Indiana. USA.   She enjoys writing prose poetry.  Her work has appeared in several regional, and international Anthologies that includes "Potpourrhi Anthology Vol. 1."   "I Have A Name", "Verses On Racism, Resistance And Refugee Crisis",  "Women Poets:  Within And Beyond Shores Vol. 2", Tried, Tested And True Poets From Across The Globe",  "Dandelion In A Vase Of Roses",  "Apple Fruits From An Old Oak", and  "Where Are You From?" Also, her work will be published in May/June Edition of "Indiana Voice Journal", and "Raven Cage". She enjoys meeting Poets from all over the world.  Her goal is to have her own collection of Poems in a book with her own name on the front !  Her wish is that her voice will help just one person.   Or many !