Life definitely feels different now... the strings of life are definitely playing more sombrely and vibrating on a more downbeat frequency... life definitely feels like there has been a conglomeration of uncertain clouds... there is no music to be heard - however people are talking about what is on everybody's mind, because there is a mutual feeling of loss at the passing of the people's queen. The people of the United Kingdom and the world all appear to be in a state of shock and remorse... we all knew what happened would happen one day, but we were not ready for it - but how could anybody prepare themselves for a loss that feels so great, it is as if the direction of the country and it's people are aboard a boat thay is now sailing off course. People are walking around somewhat in a daze... people are not saying much, but it is obvious how they are feeling from the expressions on their face... people are keeping calm and carrying on - just as they have always been told they have to after losing someone who meant something to them since they were young; but right now I think everybody feels as if they have lost someone who felt more like a family member than a sovereign... people come, people go - but when you grow up with someone, and you one day lose that person, you naturally feel sad, and the atmosphere that surrounds you and everyone connected to you who knew them also is always sombre.
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A Poem A Day #332: The Missing
A Poem A Day #331: Reading is Believing
A Poem A Day #330: The Genie
My Poem “Her Majesty”
I will never forget the 8th of September, 2022 - the day that I and the entire nation of Great Britain mourned the passing of Queen Elizabeth the second... it had been raining on and off all day - and for some reason when I heard that members of the Royal Family were rushing to be by The Queen's side I had a feeling that we soon may be witnessing the end of her reign. When it was announced that The Queen had died, I must admit that I and my family did indeed cry - because we had lived with The Queen all our lives, and she had always been like a grandmother to our entire nation whose image we had seen and carried with us wherever we went and whenever we needed to use some physical pounds and pence. Things will never be the same again... now King Charles III will take his mother's place as the head of state... now when we sing the national anthem we will have to say "God Bless The King" instead of "God Bless The Queen"... this year The Queen celebrated having spent 70 years on the throne - 70 years in which she showed true strength, grace, regality, and a sense of duty to her people and the country that she loved... Queen Elizabeth II and I shared the same birthday - the 21st of April - and though we were not at all close in age I always considered the fact that we were born on the same day and the same month to be something special to me, for some reason. It is the end of an era... it is the end of what is it being referred to as the "second Elizabethan Age"... it is the end of one reign and the beginning of another - but no matter what happens going forwards nothing will be the same... it is with a deep and profound sense of sadness that I must write about the death of a woman who was inspiring and influential to so many people in so many ways for seven decades - and even though I was never lucky enough to get the chance to meet The Queen personally, I will always remember her as being someone who every year I wanted to watch the Christmas message of, someone who personified the importance of obligation, pride, duty, legacy, and family - which is why I will always think fondly of The Queen, Elizabeth II, Her Majesty.
21 April 1926 – 8 September 2022
My Poem “In The Zone”
Usually when I am getting from A to B from the West Side to the East Side of one of my favourite cities, when I am alone, I am always in "The Zone"... usually I am quick on my feet - but all the while I am always looking around at what I see and what jumps out at me as I travel down the many interconnected paths and streets... usually I am thinking, listening, feeling, and taking in everything that every thing and every one is constantly transmitting and broadcasting like a megaphone... usually when I am making the most of my free time - when I am not watching a film at the cinema, when I am not shopping in an entertainment store or a bookstore, when I am not writing in my favourite cafe - I am just walking around somewhere I know like the back of my hand and somewhere I could navigate with my eyes closed, so much so I probably do just that in my dreams... usually I do not anticipate seeing someone I know; however, occasionally, because of mere chance, coincidence, or perhaps by design, I will be stopped in my tracks by the sound of my name being uttered by someone who knows me and I momentarily find myself at a loss for words until my racing thoughts catch up with the reality that I see... usually I do not have a definitive direction or a previously planned path that I wish to travel down - because like a bird that can sense the magnetic field of the Earth I use my instincts to draw me to where the universe is calling me to be... usually when I am doing anything - whether I am walking around a city, or sitting down writing with my pen or tapping away at the letters of a keyboard - I am on the hunt for inspiration in all it's multiple forms, and I am never left empty-handed or empty minded whenever I return to the sanctuary of my home... usually when I am on the move and making my time in the big wide world last I am unapologetically and occasionally oblivious to most things other than my thoughts, because most of the time I am in the zone.
A Poem A Day #328: Heart to Heart
A Poem A Day #327: Your Day
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