Nominated: The Mystery Blogger Award

This is The Mystery Blogger Award. My nomination comes by way of the talented Wardah from Silent Silvery Tears. Follow her wonderful blog if you haven’t already. You’re sure to find something unique and heartfelt.

The Rules:

  • Display the award logo on your blog.
  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.
  • Mention Okoto Enigma, the creator of the award.
  • Tell your readers 3 things about yourself.
  • Answer 5 questions from the blogger who nominated you.
  • Nominate 10 – 20 bloggers.
  • Notify your nominees by leaving a comment on their blog.
  • Ask your nominees 5 questions of your choice, including 1 weird or funny question.
  • Share the link to your best post.

Three Facts About Me

1. I prefer a rainy day to sunshine.

2. I usually never stop singing, and I don’t even have a very good voice. I might be louder when I’m by myself than when I’m in a crowd. And yet I’m actually a very quiet person.

3. I’m allergic to 6 of the 8 most common allergies: milk, shellfish, tree nuts, peanuts, wheat, soybeans.

My Best Post:

I haven’t a clue. The next one, I hope. However, I like one of these for now: Others; Long-Distance Relationships.

Questions:

What’s the best day of your life so far?

A day I didn’t realize was the best day of my life until it was over: the day I met the soul of my soul, the love of my love, my twin flame connection. Or perhaps the day she was born, but I didn’t know her then, or known that I would ever meet her, so I couldn’t have known that until now that that would be the best day.

What’s the most important thing Covid-19 taught you?

Don’t waste one second of the time you have with the ones you love.

If you had to spend one day as an inanimate object, what would you choose and why?

Her hairbrush, of course. Then I get to be in her hands everyday and run my bristles through her hair. I could be lipstick, too. Then I could be on her lips all day and look good as a bonus. But I would have to be the very best shade. Maybe a red. A color that never goes out of style.

Have you ever almost died? If so, share your story!

Yes, I probably should be dead. Starting in fall of 2016 and for about 3 years after that I couldn’t really eat food, due to an esophagus issue and a bad reaction to acid reflux medication. I dropped lots of weight and went down to 109 pounds even at one time. I mainly lived off of sunflower butter (which I had to put on everything and eat in spoonfuls), candy, and potato chips just to try and keep my weight from going down any lower. At times I wasn’t even able to sip more than a few sips of water a day. Not really sure how I managed to live through that, and I don’t recommend this diet to anybody. It was terrible. If you ever suffer from reflux just try some ginger first. Natural cures work!

Do you believe aliens exist?

It’s possible that they don’t exist?

Nominees:

  1. herl.playsKalimba
  2. Secrets
  3. cheriewhite
  4. With The Dying Daisy
  5. glitzyritzymommy
  6. Words Monsters Me
  7. Ingrid
  8. -Eugenia
  9. asthaisha
  10. Omowunmi Adebayo

Questions To Nominees:

  1. What are you completely over and done with?
  2. What random stranger has had the biggest impact on your life?
  3. What period in history had the best fashion?
  4. If you could put your brain in a robot and live indefinitely, would you?
  5. What do you wish you had more time for?

My Love

My love is not an I, I, I
It’s a you, you, you
An us, us, us.

My love cannot be put to bed
It never closes its eyes
It never sleeps—can’t be laid to rest.

My love cannot ungrow
It’s for all seasons
Blossoms in the sunshine and the moonlight.

My love is an “original goodness”
A remembered dream
That which can resuscitate a heart.

Routine

Got a new doctor
Checked my blood pressure
Off the charts
He was concerned
But I wasn’t
Since I was thinking of you
Ordered a CT scan of my heart next
It was unthinkably enlarged
The technician was gobsmacked
But I wasn’t
Since it housed my love for you
EKG came back abnormal, showed no activity whatsoever
The nurses were petrified
But I wasn’t
Since my heart only beats around you
They didn’t believe me, of course
Until you walked through the door

You Can’t Love Me

You can’t love me
There’s no chance
Built a wall around my heart
Surrounded by a cage
And then a bunch of booby traps
Don’t try to force your way through
I’m no boyfriend, no part-time lover
Not even qualified for a one-night stand
I’m one-hundred-percent husband material
So don’t blow me a kiss
I’ll just blow it away
Mi casa es no su casa
My house is not your house
My house is hers, just hers, always hers.

Once

Once I thought you were a zero
The queen of numbers
Able to morph all things within
Yet leave them changeless

But like the number zero
Unfortunately you have an ability
To make all things around you
Equal your value

And once I thought you were just a pest
But I’ve come to realize
You are much more like a
pestilence

Only you
Can turn
Every thing
Into no thing

Your Day

Your day
Shouldn’t be
Just one
Since the love you deserve
Couldn’t be received
In a night and a day
I would start with a month
And a present for each date
Though in my heart of hearts
I celebrate your birth every time I look your way

Don’t Let Your Mother Read These Feelings (A Poem From My Younger Years)

I want to stretch you to the stars
Unlock all your windows and doors
Take you to a romantic peak you’ve never been to before
Turn up the music on the way
Only pop and rock and roll
Then rest your jet-lagged soul
Since it’s not just these words
I’m fluent in touch too
Once ignited there’s
No tidal wave on Earth
That could put me out
I have full mastery
Over the flames
So hot I could burn endlessly
Even as a fire in Antarctica
Feel my heat just one time
And they’ll hear your screams
From the land of the free and the home of the brave
All the way across the sea to the highest point of the Himalayas
But—please!—don’t let your mother read these feelings
Because I was grounded when my mother read yours