I am blue
because this is what
I’ve been trying to do.
I’ve been wrighting articles
to make some cash
Because after bills
there is non of that.
But I havn’t heard anything back
I’ve been trying to sell
my antique stuff
Because I can no longer
bother,
Trying to dust.
I had to split my book
into two
so I’ve been reformatting
and it’s all so new.
Here is the one
that is the worst
I used to be someone
and now I am trying to prove
all that I had done.
Writing letters
to strangers all day long
asking for help
so when I am gone
My girls
will know that I wasn’t just
a brain damaged
heart and body broke
song.
So I am blue
Because
I just don’t know
what to do
to make it all come true.
Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 
I know that it is not an easy thing to make money from writing. I understand so well what you are talking about. I think people write for a variety of reasons and I suspect that most writers write because they can’t not write. When you are writing for the money I imagine there will be lots of disappointments in this line of work. We hope, we dream, we write, but we can’t count on the big bucks IMHO. Sucks I know.
I am so not writing for the money. I write to trry to help others, I sell stuff for money. It’s the selling antiques for money which I have a ton of that is hard and frustrating.
Luna, if this poem is about you, know you are in my prayers and meditations. “A brain damaged heart and body broke song…” My God, this is sad, yet it is exquisite, because the feeling is so real, so palpable.
Please always hang on to hope, all of you on Luna’s blog. There is always hope. Amy
A heart tugging piece of poetry, so well written that you just know that the author will survive!
This poem is filled with pain and need. The lines that really struck me were, “asking for help//so when I am gone//My girls//will know that I wasn’t just//a brain damaged//heart and body broke//song.” Perfectly said. If it is what you are feeling, hang in there. The way you’re writing, you will succeed.
Excellent post! I enjoyed reading it very much.
Poetry will never loose it’s touch even as we enter this digital age. Thanks for sharing.
A Poem for Mothers
Oh Luna! I am standing at your shoulder, watching you write! Do you feel me there? It’s a bit crowded. So many of your friends and readers are with me. We are all saying that blue comes and blue goes – colors fade, and burst into brightness again. This thing I know – life is full of corners. Sometimes they are rounded and what lies ahead is partly visible; most of the time those corners are rather sharp, and permit no forward viewing. But here’s the thing: your future lies before you and it will be a surprise. SURPRISE! How much of today do you really know? Nothing. Today happens now, moment by moment, and your life can change in a split second. Here is where faith comes into the picture, completely entwined in hope. “Now FAITH is the ASSURANCE and PROMISE of THINGS HOPED FOR, the EVIDENCE of things not seen.”
I am shouting at you, “KEEP HOPING, and KEEP WORKING to realize those hopes. Despair is easy. Confidence and joy can be hard, but they are there for the taking. Live in hope until you truly feel hopeful, and then when hope arrives in earnest, you will live in hope always!
Dr. Bernie Siegal is a well-known oncologist. He believes in hope. He has seen miracles over an over because of hope. Not everyone with cancer or other diseases – mental or physical – who have hope will be cured, but those who live in hope experience transformation, and are able to ease their families through that transformation. One thing he has said has made a huge impact on my life. “There is no such thing as false hope. There is only false hopelessness.” Hope ALWAYS yields rewards.
Remember that as you write, and work to live an exemplary life for your children. They will learn what hope is and they will find joy and peace.
You are very talented. There is no reason to live in despair. Keep writing, keep loving, because love is the best gift you can give. I’m sending you some. Dreams are always worth pursuing.
I am blue for you. Cheer up, it’s spring, and we’re alive.