Melinda Foshat

Poetry, Prose, Photography


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Black Eye

Black Eye-1

I love multi-way
Options are a good thing.

Cool new colors
Will have to
COVER-UP.
The FRINGE
Or as we like to call it,
Your little
Secret

Hot dots
Everyone needs
Wild prints.

Easy is the new! Knockout

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – June 14, 2016


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Water Into Wine

Humans. How dare we even compare ourselves to God? If there is a God, and I’m not saying there is or isn’t, but we were certainly not made in its image. We think we are mighty because we have created a false sense of entitlement that we hold the power to define who we are. There are humans and animals being brutally murdered every single day. When will we learn that we cannot stand alone? Not as an individual, not as a nation and not as a world. We are simply a thread in the intricate web of life and we are no better than even the smallest atom. All living things need each other. We are only as good as the world we live in. Please, let’s all start reminding each other just how good and precious we all are. I’m afraid the fate of our Earth depends on it.

I knew a man named Jesus,

He kept a pebble in his shoe to remember he was one atom human and one quantum God.

When the girl with the alabaster jar asked if he were good,

Jesus smiled, kicked free his feet and said,

“Yes, girl. For you have reminded me so.”

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – July 28, 2015


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Off the Record

You say a lot
I note my luck and keep even my voice
But you’re not listening to me

As long as I am
You’re summing me up
I’ll wait for you to take a breath

I gulp
Give up? I’m counting on that

You blush
That’s really frustrating

So, in plain English
Won’t you tell me?
Or would it be too embarrassing?

Lemonade offhand
I’ll admit to that

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – May 06, 2016


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Water Into Wine

I knew a man named Jesus,

He kept a pebble in his shoe to remember he was one atom human and one quantum God.

When the girl with the alabaster jar asked if he were good,

Jesus smiled, kicked free his feet and said,

“Yes, girl. For you have reminded me so.”

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – July 28, 2015


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The Descent

I find my balance
Atop a mountain
Where fireweed stops growing
And skullcaps run amuck

I follow the path forgotten
Edged from fallen rocks
Laced with Juniper trimming
Uncharted, untamed

At the end, unsettled soil
A most miraculous sight
I raise my foot
Unknowingly, my last step

And the eagle, watching
Swoops down
Perching atop my limb
Suspending all haste

Immobile I stare
Those brooding eyes
That majestic smile
Half in the air
Half off the ground

I tumble
Down
Fallen
Flat

With regained sight
I stare, up the mountain
Now, a heap of fallen rock
I’ll follow the path

But first,
I must perch here for the night
And rest my soul
For its impending flight

© Copyright – All rights reserved – Melindafoshat.wordpress.com – January 19, 2015

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