Category: Tamara’s Recent Work

The echoes of childhood laughter bounce off quiet walls

Clutter of left behind bags, books and toys are mute.

Those vibrant beings are off now, into their lives, launched by two decades

of love, wounds, healing, nurturing guidance, constant disagreements and care.

Both part of me for a short time, expelled into the light and air.

“Mommy don’t ever leave me” the little one used to say.

I smiled and knew that she would leave me first.

 

Tamara Mendelson

Do not be afraid

To just be whom you are

People who love you will

And others will not

Why try to be who they want

They will hate anyway

 

Tamara Mendelson

Silence is louder than lightning.

There is no flash to blind.

The nothingness of an echo

that is swallowed by a chasm.

Words left unsaid stuck in my mouth,

swallowed bitter and whole.

And the rest in my belly covering

anger, after all covers sadness,

no light in the darkness, no sound.

 

Tamara Mendelson

Rage rises off you

in shimmering waves

disturbing the air,

with movement and vibration,

nothing really moves.

It dissipates,

spreading out and clinging to

everything.

And circles like a cyclone

black and thick,

wiping out the sun.

And when you are sure

everyone is swept up

you step away.

 

Tamara Mendelson

Sadness falls

like a dark curtain blocking out the light

The ache spreads like a brush fire

consuming, ravaging everything in it’s path

Unstoppable

until the winds changes

or there is nothing left to burn

and it smolders white hot ash

and then dies

for lack of fuel

leaving behind blackened earth

and a hole where once was life

now deadened air.

 

Tamara Mendelson