Poets and artists published in Spectrum Online Edition: Open Window are invited to read at the Saturday Afternoon Poetry Zoom meeting on Saturday, November 19th between 3 and 5 pm PDT.

Sunday, November 13, 2022

Mira N Mataric

 Through the Window

 

If I open the window,

I become part of the world,

behind the window

only an observer,

unknown.

 

Barred by the window

it does not matter

full open window is reality.

behind the window never complete

we choose the limits of exposure.

 

Life is a dialogue

between our minds

and the world.

We are the missing spice

transforming reality

each time we look

with a tear or a smile

it changes all the time.

 

The world offers

equal opportunity

to do what you want:

open the window,

breathe deeply

jump down,

become one with the humanity.

 

Use your imagination,

live and enjoy life.

 



 

Open the Door

  

Throw open the door

let in the fresh air.

Open all windows

get an abundance of freshness.

 

Do not merely dream

go to the beach or mountains

try to beat the heat

one hundred degrees

and growing.

 

Go swim at the beach

or sit in the shade

under a big old tree

where two old women

and a baby already sleep.

 

Little kids run in the surf,

racing toward their mothers

who will lull them to sleep.

 

They will dream

about a soft flowing river

and its melodic gurgle,

that will lull them to sleep

like their mothers’ lullabies

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