Poetry Reading – Collaboration with Desiri

Desiri and i 2Welcome back to “Love Don’t Fear” stories and collaborations 😊

“I saw her smile” is a story of a girl who keeps searching for love in all the wrong places. I have shared this poem before, but I’m super happy to present you with Desiri Okobia’s rendition of it. Desiri (aka Miss Dee) is the author of “Diaries of a Visionary” and an English Literature teacher. Currently, she is preparing to launch her new book – a wonderful novella I can’t wait to read. In the meantime, however, please enjoy “I saw her smile” as well as Miss Dee’s powerful delivery.

A while ago, I’ve had an encounter with a lady on social media (I don’t know her personally), but she had read the poem and started messaging me about it. She told me: “If you don’t remove this piece from print – I will sue!” She accused me of thoroughly researching her private life to share it through my writings…

Whaaaat?!

Well…

To some extent, this tale may indeed be “hers” – not because I knew about her experiences, but because it is timeless and universal, while the principles it bears are gender-less… Truly, this poem is about (and for) all the girls and women, in all the corners of the world, who ever felt like they needed to be in romantic relationships (bad or good) before they could be whole.

Having said that, I asked Desiri why she picked “I saw her smile” – she told me she simply liked the story. So, even if you’re not “a girl who never smiles”, I believe that you’ll enjoy the narrative within the poem. As always, you’ll find drama and pain and all that stuff here, but ultimately it is a one woman’s journey from darkness to light.

FYI, “I saw her smile” can be found in my recent Poetry Collection “Love Don’t Fear”, so please go ahead and pick it up on Amazon if you like what you hear.

Please enjoy the YouTube video below and let me know your thoughts.

Just don’t sue – I haven’t been spying on you 😊

Talking with a Mother – Short Story

Homeless MotherWhile they seat in their big houses, I’m wondering how to tell my children that we must move out of our tiny flat, and that I don’t know where we’re going to…

–    ‘Must we leave our friends? Must we change our school?’

They ask, and I feel like running away, but they have only me, so I have to stay.

I go to the powers that be and ask them for help. They don’t look in my eyes. They glance… Their head holds a PC inside, rather than a mind, never mind a human heart. They hand me a number to ring. And I do, so I can be lied to… I sense that their words might be far from the truth, so I start my own search online. The computer, seemingly a little more humane, tells me part of what’s to know. “You are on the waiting list – number 334. So, I go back to the ‘people’, and ask:

–      “Does this mean that you’ll help us move house?”

–     “No.” They say. “Don’t leave there – stay. When you’re on the streets – come back. Then, we’ll have a chat. There are many like you. You are not the only one.” Fine! I leave. “Next one, please!” I hear them yell. I feel like I’ll lose my mind if I stay. From now on, I’ll send letters or I’ll e-mail them.

I will work, at the same time, as hard as I can. Though, to rent a new small flat this job won’t provide. What else will I do? I will cry, sometimes. Not too much. I don’t want to drown… in tears. Then, I’ll work again just to pay the bills. I feel really tired – I’ve been lacking sleep… I can’t let them kill me though! I’m going to live! Yet, I bottle these fears and the pain. There’s a bottle of wine in my hand.

– “Why?” The interviewer asks.

– “Why wine? I’m cutting my chocolate down.”

– “No. Why bottle the pain? Why not talk to someone?” He smiles.

– “Oh…” She sighs.

Those who are comfortable want to stay comfortable. They say that they pray for me and my family while they seat in their big houses comfortably. Meanwhile, I wonder how to tell my children that we have to move, again… And, I cannot tell them where we’re going to… I don’t know… God knows. Oh… {She pauses} That’s right. He does. ‘Oh, thank you for listening’, she adds.

The interviewer smiles.

 “I will put this wine away. I’m going to pray.”

She gets up and goes… Where to? Well… God knows.

Happy Mother's Day

Dedicated to all mothers - especially those forced to persevere 
a lot more than others. You are amazing! Happy Mother's Day!

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“Size 0 Town”

diet photoHer name was Naomi. She lived in a town. Since the day that she was born, her mum thought she was too big; and she put her on a diet – forbade her to eat. She lost a few pounds, but still was quite chubby. This mum never gave up though – the goal was her daughter’s “beauty”.

Naomi grew up – beautiful and bright, although quite self – conscious and a little shy… She did well at school, though she barely learned; spent most time at home, without any friend. The reason Naomi has become so sad was because she always believed she was fat. Whenever she tried to relax a bit her mum would remind her: “You’re not perfect yet”. She told her to cover her face with a fringe because of tall forehead and face rather big.

In her teenage years she was very pretty, although quite unhappy, wishing she was skinny. All she thought about was her massive chest; as she counted calories she hated herself. Finally, Naomi addicted to food let the constant cycle affect her good mood. Overeat and vomit, fasting and the rest made her lose control and very depressed. Her weight fluctuated, which has made her ill. She became obese, but this time for real.

Naomi was 19 as she left her town. She moved to a city with fearful delight. By the time she started her fresh and new life she was very shy still, which did make it hard. She kept meeting people though and convinced her mind that she should be happy whatever the size. Diets were the lifestyle still, every now and then. She kept losing weight just to gain it back. She wanted to stop, but didn’t know how. Magazines and TV did not help her out. Summer holidays, she travelled abroad and loved what she saw and she saw a lot. Different shapes on different people who seemed loud & proud about slightly bigger sizes and a thicker thigh. Naomi decided she could not go back, and made up her mind to stay where she’s at.

Now, she was quite far, in this distant place – far away from mum obsessed with the scales. She thought that was it. She could now start living, but all she could think of was how much she’s eating. She didn’t know why, though she ran so fast, the size 0 town kept haunting her down. She let opportunities always pass her by. She spoke to herself “You’re not slim enough”. She kept getting older and had many fears, she was always worried and often in tears.

And then, she fell pregnant with a baby girl. That was the red light she needed – it was time to change. She did really well till a certain time – her mum came to visit from size 0 town. Her mum fell in love with the little one, but kept on repeating that she was too fat. Naomi was angry with comments mum made.  She didn’t want her child to go through the same.

  • Mum, please change the topic, this one we’ve been through. Let’s talk about you. What do you want to do?
  • Let’s meet with your friend – that slim girl and tall, always in good shape, always in control. Is she still a model? Do you keep in touch? I hope she is well… So what would you say? … Oh, yes I remember (sigh). The girl’s name was Asia!
  • No mum, she’s not well at all – died from anorexia!

Naomi decided she would not be angry. She still wanted though to protect her baby – from size 0 madness and size 0 town that so seriously affected her mum. She made up her mind not to let the size rule over her own, or her daughter’s life.