Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

FOR TINA

Lost souls
Entrapped
In the wrong
Body, shall
You come
Out as real?

Man as woman
Woman as man:
Which are you
Supposed to be
Out as real?

Conceived child
Developed with
More of XXY or
YYX and born
The opposite

Growing up
Knowing what,
Is the real self
Confused society
Won’t understand

Lost souls
I pray God
Corrects this gene
And makes you
Who you should be

©Copyright January 21, 2008 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

Author’s Note: Dedicated to the Transsexual Being

WE ARE ALRIGHT AS LONG AS…

We are alright as long as we speak
We are alright as long as we’re honest
We are alright as long as we’re chic
We are alright as long as we’re chattiest

We are alright as long as we stay friends
We are alright as long as we compromise
We are alright as long as we make amends
We are alright as long as we stay apprise

We are alright as long as we stick to love
We are alright as long as we allow space
We are alright as long as we truly love
We are alright as long as friendship enlace

©Copyright February 27, 2008 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

FRIENDSHIP HAS NO DISTANCE

In my wakening hours
texting a friend of ours
helped calm the stress
in preparation’s distress

No amount of distance
kept away all assistance
by giving close comfort
definitely worth all effort

Deep appreciation fulfills
my heart’s gladness feels
the giving of love’s view
thank you, and thank you

©Copyright June 11, 2008 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

Author’s Note: I write this poem in an expression of grateful thanks to Tina Rice who unselfishly supported me through a recent health concern and medical procedure – both of which turned out to be more inconvenient than serious.

WE WERE SISTAS!

Passing on from one’s life
Dear friends and family go
Through death’s journey
As if in a deep sleep though

Hearts and souls grieve too
Loved ones must carry on
Missing greatly thy presence
It’s hard to admit you’re gone

I try to send a text message
In telling events of the day
Now you no longer respond
I try to answer for you anyway

How much one wishes for
Answers of the what’s and
Why’s and how’s are mystery
Facing the unknown withstand

Don’t want to say good-bye
Want to see if you are all right
Was many times is what thy wish
When we hung up for the night

Ye, we were sistas, silly too
Lessons to be learned and shared
Misunderstandings cleared up
Please know, I have always cared

©Copyright September 4, 2008 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

Author’s Note: I would occasionally call Tina, “Tina Bedina”, as a playful name

MISS YOU TERRIBLY
(In Memoriam to Tina)

Where did you go to my friend?
It’s been real quiet lately and hushed
Unstable weather looms in the horizon
Yet, much worry and sorrow gushed

Miss you terribly, there’s a hole
Gaping and flooding with mourning
Imaginations run amok with wonder
Since your life left without a warning

Something is amiss, but I know why
Forgive me for not wanting to accept
Everything is not alright, not now
Perhaps in a few days, after I’ve wept

©Copyright September 6, 2008 by Melanie C. Campos ~ MahTame

COMFORT HER WIDOW FOREVER

Rain plinked upon my window
Droplets trickled down like tears
As if adding to the crying I go

Coolness splashed upon my brow
Mourning intermingled with pain
Of lost loved ones to death now

Jagged shining from street lights
Roadways wet with sadness flee
As sorrows travel into late nights

Come softly, gentle rain, falling
Into thine grieving hearts of now
Missing terribly of Tina’s loving

Embrace the shadow of us all
And comfort her widow forever
As cascading raindrops befall

DEAR TINA

It’s been a good week
since you passed on
sadness keeps falling
tears have not all gone

Many have expressed
their sorrows and pain
stories and poetry fill
blogs that some maintain

I know you’re not hurt
nor in anymore sickness
I know you’re sleeping
in death, free from distress

Sometimes I find I talk
to your memory inside
imagining answers you’d
give me with humble pride

Anniversaries continue too
I know you had some also
that was playing havoc
on your memories of ago

Not sure how your Love is
perhaps taking things one
day at a time; I can hope
that all support has not gone

Her path is a difficult one
probably for a good while
of mourning’s love for you
continuing on will be a trial

MISSING MY FRIEND, TINA BEDINA

Seems like it was just yesterday
When we’ve last talked on the phone
You were worrying if I would stay
As your friend forever, ne’er alone

I was going to the sandy shore
Chasing salty waves to and fro
You wondered if I would ignore
Our friendship; to just let it all go

Many times I’ve wanted to call you
Looking for some advice or an ear
Or have you listen to native music, too
I know you loved to listen and hear

I still write poems of life and stuff
Have begun to compose stories
Seems like there’s ne’er enough
Time for thinking up lots of poetries

I miss you, dear Tina Bedina, friend
One day, I pray, we shall meet again
To laugh and chat till a day’s end
For now, I go on, and wait until then