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Fitting in Out of Place

| Laura Lee Bonde

To say this move hasn’t been hard on the kids would be lying. It’s been (at times) excruciating for them: no friends; nothing familiar; without their dad;…I could go on and on, but you get the idea. Well, little by little, things get better.

There’re moments when they cry.
There’re moments when they’re moody.
There’re moments when their silent. Continue reading →

“Ready and Waiting”

| Laura Lee Bonde

here I am
send me

hear I am
send me

not knowing
where I’m going
but knowing
Who I follow

when nothing
makes sense
He makes sense
of it all

bit by bit
moment by moment
hour by hour

He has it all
where time doesn’t matter
He has it all
of what I’m willing to give
His has it all
figured out in His Presence
He has it all
and gives it back to me

Heaven invading
send me
here I am
send me

“Foreign Land”

| Laura Lee Bonde

for the longest time
I’ve mapped my way around
before leaving the house
thinking the route

I couldn’t do that here
until yesterday

yes! a normal beginning
never realizing
the normal I had
until it was gone

beginning a normal
in
a normal beginning
or far from it

“Seagulls”

| Laura Lee Bonde

how long will it take
to feel like mine

when the kids get their beds
when my art’s on the wall
is it a matter of time
or space
will it be when I unpack
or working again

is it losing control
or never having it

everything new
will become old
eventually

even these feelings

“Hitched”

| Laura Lee Bonde

I’d love to tell you that everything
was a piece of cake

the packing
the loading
the drive
the move

but it wasn’t

there was stress
but we made it
together

it’s hard to explain the emotions
felt behind the wheel
as I watched the trailer in front of me
hold my stuff

my things
my life
everything I had
in a trailer

it was weird

thinking every thing would melt away
when we got here
but it didn’t

unpacking things
only to realize
my things didn’t have “a place”

then it hit me

I left my home
to be a visitor
nothing “fitting in”
not even me

not yet

I’m not sure how much of my bath
was water
and how much
were tears

learning to live
a different way

I wonder what poetry
was inside Abraham

“May 25, 2016”

| Laura Lee Bonde

some people only like to read articles
others only like to read poems
both reveal the heart
both let people in
if it’s written in the open

tomorrow my reality becomes real
tomorrow I’ll be married four months
tomorrow I get to see my husband

many of you know
how I fell in love in an instant
with my ex-husband

I flew out to Texas to surprise him
welcomed him into my heart
and we married three days later

he’s on his way to get me
driving from Texas to pick me up
he’ll be here tomorrow

no more waiting
no more missing
no more being-on-hold

my reality becomes real
in a more tangible way
with a hug
with a kiss
with a smile