The following poems are by Audrey Love, a strong-willed and independent Upcountry Maui woman who is making her own way through the world. She is what Hawaiians call a “tita.”
A tita stands up strong for what she believes. She will do as she chooses how she chooses because she chooses. She does not feel a need to explain herself. She takes the blows that come her way and, if she falls, she will stand back up…again and again and again. She is indomitable (and darned near unsinkable.)
Audrey’s poems are untitled and are straight shots from a loving heart. I do like them….
The first one, she says, arose from an important question she wanted to ask all of the people who were passing judgment on her: What do you see? The second poem came, Audrey says, “when I fell in love.”
Will anyone ever see my heart
Or see the tears I cry?
Will anyone see the hurt
Or bother to even ask why?
Will anyone know I can love?
Will they see inside of me?
Or will no one know I exist
And see just what they see?
Will anyone know I am gentle?
Will anyone know I am kind?
Will anyone look inside of me
And see what there is to find?
Is anyone even concerned?
Does anyone really care?
Does anyone really give a shit
As long as I am there?
Will anyone know how it is
Or how it’ll really be?
Will anyone take the time
To really take a look at me?
© 2016, Audrey Love
Like the bright blazing morning sun
You’ve brought tons of sunshine into my life.
Like the delicious honey from buzzing busy bees
You’ve bought sweetness to my difficult day.
Like an extremely strong-minded professional
You’ve built courage and confidence in myself.
Like a gentle yet firm hug that says, “You’re special”
You’ve brought warmth into my life.
Like true-spoken tender words of wisdom
You’ve brought believing into my world.
I love you, oh, so very much.
Thank you for being a beautiful part of my life.
© 2016, Audrey Love
[Please note: If any of you would like to contribute a poem to this page, please let me know by leaving a comment below…. I’d be happy to hear from you.]
I ask three things of my guest poets: (a) a poem of your own making that has great meaning and mana for you, (b) the back-story for the poem — what inspired you or how you made it or whatever you want to tell about it, and (c) an image you own that I can use as the featured photo in the header. (The last is optional. I do ask that the image you share is one you own — either an image of yourself or something that relates to the poem. If you choose not to send an image, then I’ll go find something that works.)