Gabrielle Weinberger Harless 

Mount Airy, NC, USA

 
 
 

Born in Germany on January 12, 1945, I was orphaned soon after, and raised by relatives. In 1968, I came to America with my children (ages 4, 3, and 2), to start a new life. I had a three word vocabulary. In 1974, I passed the GED test. In 1984, I received an AAS Degree in Criminal Justice. In between, I worked in textile factories. We also traveled abroad several times and had many great adventures. My poetry is the result of a very hard, but beautiful life. Writing my thoughts down fortifies my spirit and keeps me centered. I perceive life as a sacred mystery, and take nothing for granted.

 

Realizations

For all the roads—I did not take 
For all the choices—I did not make 
For all the tears—I never cried 
For all the times—I had to hide 
For all the love—gained and lost 
For all of living's bitter cost 
For all calamities—abated 
For all the hunger—never sated 
For all the mountains—never climbed 
For all the times—things would not rhyme 
For all the bitterness—and sorrow 
For all the hope—in each tomorrow 
For all the times—I felt so free 
For all the rare moments—I could be me 
Some things are better left unsaid,
or, better yet—undone.
The times, when all the plans are laid,
it's best—to frolic in the sun.
 

Illusions

Fortune Teller, will you tell me,
what my future holds?
Will my lover go, and leave me,
will my heart grow cold?
Will good fortune smile upon me,
Will I have a child?
Will there ever be somebody,
who can se, I'm growing wild?
Fortune Teller, will you tell me,
all I wish to hear?
Help me carry my great sorrow,
help me look upon my fear!
Do we know, how Fortune Tellers
find the strength—to hold us up?
We can't see them—in the twilight,
drinking from a bitter cup.
All poems Copyright © 1998 Gabrielle Weinberger Harless. All rights reserved.