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Forgiveness is not black and white⠀
For layers peel back in their time ⠀
A placid beast of delicate skins⠀
expose deep lesions ⠀
Wounds cannot forgive ⠀
Their sting stirs memory⠀
Only time can heal⠀
Never to forget ⠀
By Deanna Ramirez ©
The little shed is painted blue
with two old chairs for me and you
We sit and talk till stars shine high
Discuss wild dreams and sometimes cry
The shed is dark and meant for tools
but staged just right for dreaming fools
One day we'll laugh and reminisce
Having checked off goals from
our shed dream list
Dedicated to my honey. ❤
-Deanna Ramirez ©
The war in me for equality
For equal pay
Performing quality work
in the same way
And never needing to be told
Cause I have integrity to uphold
I do what is right
Regardless of whose around
or nowhere in sight
In my skin, I have nothing to hide
Living above reproach
with family on my side
Not the one's that you may think
Most of them prefer
that I fail and sink
Please don't waste pretense to worry about me
I know who to trust and hold close
Those who are fake
in due time, truth wins
and their lies are exposed
Deanna M Ramirez ©
Sun rises over the city
Tired people in robotic motion
to survive employment
Daily excavation of already
empty voids
Filling fridges with grass fed meat
Paying mortgages that enslave them
Windows down feels like freedom
Absorbing luscious sky
Commuting in rows of all wheel drive
Ruminations of what they'll miss today
Bittersweet sunrise spectacle
Distant dreams fading
engulfed by reality
of office murmurs and fluorescent light
To do it all again tomorrow
-Deanna Ramirez ©
A storm
inside a rainbow
along the curious trail of a white rabbit
Her name means life
which manifests with ferocity
and subconscious conviction
Her highs soar above the mountains
Lows steep thoughtfully, deeply
Always contemplating life
and where she is headed
Anxiously plotting and planning
Her future is bright and shining
Her opportunities endless
She works hard
Needs no prescription
for her laser focused vision
Propelling purposeful practice
of her talents that she perfects
She conquers her fears
and will claim her birthright
Her destiny is written in the stars
Written for my eldest daughter, with love.
-Deanna M Ramirez ©
Where the Crawdads Sing by Delia Owens
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I just finished Where the Crawdads Sing last week, and I have been missing Kya ever since. Beautifully, succinctly penned. Delia Owens made me fall in love with the North Carolina marsh and wild life. I love how she weaved her scientific knowledge of environment, creatures-especially birds, and flora into the story in such a way that it breathed life into it. The marsh and wild life became part of Kya. It was her home, and truly took on it’s own role throughout the story. I grew fond of the other characters too- Jumpin had my heart. I wished for Kya to move in and live with Jumpin and Mabel, though I accept that Delia Owens could not write this compelling story with that outcome.
I highly recommend this book! I’d let you borrow mine, but I’ve already loaned my copy to my sister in law. GREAT read!
If you prefer audio – I can attest that the unabridged audio version is excellent!
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Everything I Never Told You by Celeste Ng
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
GREAT summer read. Good plot, cadence, no use of overly complicated language to distract from the story, and an interesting take on family dynamics. Personal opinion/preference: It would have been nice to see the family have some life to them – more love shown, good experiences sprinkled in to make me fall in love with the characters. It’s hard to believe, for all of Lydia’s life, that she and her family operated like robots. Then add the youngest child, neglected so much so that she hides when not being ignored. I do see the use of her character being designed this way – it helps draw out new things and observances with a character that is there, yet overlooked and ignored. I think I would’ve connected with the family in a more deep way had I been able to feel more life and love between them; more than knowing glances, etc. All that aside – I thoroughly enjoyed this booked. It flowed easily. It was real peek into a family with secrets. A family struggling – each member with their own individual struggle; internal battles flowing over, spilling into each others lives causing interesting and polarizing conflict. A story beginning and ending with death is a delicate thing, and Celeste Ng is brave to pen Everything I Never Told You in this way. She did so beautifully.
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The perfect storm of your love⠀
drowns out the deafening ⠀
silence of my heart⠀
Creating vibrant color in bleak places⠀
Warmth creeping spaces⠀
long forgotten ⠀
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By Deanna Ramirez, eve poetry
I’ve never been a big conspiracy theorist, but lately I’ve been doing a lot of reading, and this thought has been on my mind: we are a society addicted to electronics and wireless connections. Okay, Deanna, tell me something new, right? But how easy would it be for a government to pull the switch? Remove power. Remove connection. How many would lose access to their news, knowledge resources, and books? Luckily, I’ve always been partial to the touch, smell, and aesthetic of books. Call me a book 'purest’. I like to feel them in my hands as I read, sans screen. When done reading, I love to save them on shelves, share them with friends. Would you have books if you lost power today? Have you ever thought about it? ⠀
It’s difficult for me not to imagine it after reading tweets or broadcasts about some insane, real thing happening in my country.⠀
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Okay. Maybe there’s been too much binge watching of #handmaidstale between reading and writing. 🙃⠀
Deanna Ramirez
Love floats in the air⠀
like a dandelion seed⠀
Spread love ⠀
through this dark world ⠀
of desperate greed⠀
Greed feeds on the ⠀
helpless, destroying ⠀
the heart⠀
Let love fly and take root ⠀
wherever you are
Written by Deanna Ramirez | eve poetry ©
