MURKY WATERS

Murky Waters is an innovative perspective on faith and religion. Makena attempts to express her debunking of these core aspects and the modicum of clarity she obtained from her journey. We hope you take pleasure in this expression."

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In the depths of murky waters, I dwell,

Where clarity once thrived, now shadows swell,

A life once vivid, now blurred in haze,

Lost in the labyrinth of these foggy days.

Beliefs held dearly, now adrift in the mist,

Numbness settles in, where certainty was kissed.

Each cherished truth once steadfast, now wavers.

In the echoing void, my spirit quavers.

Religion walls crumble; faith’s path unclear,

Yet in my soul, a conviction holds dear,

In this murk, I search for a glimmer, a sign,

A reminder of love.

Through these gloomy waters, I wade,

Seeking solace in a sacred space,

For even in numbness, one thing remains,

Whispers of the divine, the trinity’s fellowship,

A HOLY DESIGN.

-MAKENA.

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CURIOUS BLOOM

Curious Bloom is a creative depiction of Makena’s perspective on maturity and growth based on how a flower blooms. Pluck the petals of these words with us, and we hope you enjoy the fragrance.

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I am 19!

I am a bud anxious about spring.

curious about her blossom.

Scared of the dark night,

Where I unfurl my petals one by one,

Where I learn to be vulnerable in silence.

Each layer peeling back, exposing the tender-

OF WHO I MIGHT BECOME!

What is 40 year old me thinking of my youth?

Does she smile at the Chaos?

Does she cringe, lost in the wild storm of my youth?

Would future me raise her daughters any different?

I hope she'll find strength in the cracks.

Do I serve my purpose in bloom?

Will my petals, be delicate and frail,

Be likeable enough to draw the nectar seekers?

Or will the wind that carries life,

Wither me before I stand in the sun?!

-MAKENA.

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INHERITED SILENCE

Inherited Silence is a creative title and expression of an unquenched desire to have and feel the love and embrace of an absent father. Journey with the poet as she takes us through the highs and the lows of this desire and expectation

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As a child, I’ve always made a fuss about

how I’d grow as tall as my dad,

I’ve never seen him,

But I’m always reaching…

‘Well, at least I’m an inch taller than mama,’ so I comfort myself.

I’m 90% dad:

His skin tone wraps around me,

His creativity flows in my veins,

Mama differs from all this but she doesn’t get it-

His DNA in mine is the only tangible echo of someone I never knew.

I know I’d have been his likkle girl,

His best friend, laughing like we shared the same breath.

Oh! He’s very much alive but still missing,

A ghost with my face, present in my DNA.

I don’t know how you lovers fell apart,

I only hear of tales, whispers fill the gaps,

Tales of the whiskey bottle and how it robbed you from me,

How it stole love from us.

I’ve loathed inebriation, NOT YOU!

I’ve always extended grace towards you, stranger!

I love you from wherever I stand,

Hoping that one day I’ll be tall enough, to touch the part of you that’s alive in me…

-MAKENA.

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CHILD OF '99

Child of ‘99 is a short poem by Makena that subtly but also deeply expresses a jealous perspective on children born before her time. We hope you enjoy this beautiful walk through time she takes us on

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How I wish I was a child of ’99,

Where memories bloom and moments entwine,

In a world untouched by the rush of time,

To savour the pasting of a sweet gentle rhyme.

-MAKENA.

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RHYMES

Rhymes is another short poem on why Makena puts pen to paper to walk us through the intricacies of her mind armed with nothing but words. Enjoy the read.

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I choose to write my thoughts between these lines,


For in my rhymes my words aren't in vain.


I choose to pour my thoughts into my metaphors,


For in this disguise I'm safe from the less wise.
-MAKENA.