I speak…a poem about friendship.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about friends for her first book Martha.  Martha has just talked to her best friend Stephanie.  Cheers!

I speak to you dear friend.
I open up.
Will you condemn me?
Will you judge me?
I speak to you my dear friend.
You ask questions.
How do I cope?
Mindfulness I say.
Me too you say.
Wonder of wonders.
You need mindfulness too.
We share a need.
We share more than friendship.
You understand.
You don’t judge.
You encourage.
And you understand.


The plot thickens…

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Meredith Gibraltar writes about her first book Martha.  It’s cold out.  A good time to be indoors and writing.  The plot thickens in her novel titled Martha.

Martha has fallen in love with a retired policeman.  Someone she trusts completely.  However an escaped convict is now after him and possibly after Martha.  Daniel must drop everything to protect Martha.  Will this evil man find her?  Will he find Daniel?  The plot thickens….

And I find more to write about in my novel.  I thought it was the last chapter.  It’s going to be a long chapter I think.  The wheels in my mind keep on turning.


My heart breaks … a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem for her book Martha.  Cheers!

Our tenderness.
Your gentleness.
We lay together.
It has been so long.
So long that I have felt a touch.
So long that my spirit has soured.
So long that I hear a sigh and a groan.
It is love.
But my heart breaks.
It has been too long.
Too long silent.
Too long alone.
With humility and love.
My heart breaks.
Your sighs and gentle touch heals it.
Once again I am whole.
I love you.  You love me.
It is right.

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Love you have found me…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about love.  It’s for a chapter in her first book called Martha.  Cheers!

Love you have found me.

Is it true love?  Only time will tell.

I dare to open my heart.

My heart lays vulnerable on the ground.

Be still my beating heart. 

I love you so.  And you love me.

We are a whole.  In unity.

I face the future.

Strong and bold.

With your love the future I behold. 

The echoes of your soul…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about friends.  Cheers!

I stand alone.

I face my illness alone.

But no!  You are there my friend.

I can say to you things about every day happenings.

I can say to you what I can’t say to others.

I can reveal to you my deepest secrets.

Without bounds.  Without discretions.

Will I dare?

Even talking of the simplest things brings relief.

I converse with a fellow human being.

I converse and communicate.

I open the door and pull back.

Don’t flood her with information!

Stand back, only crack the door.

And let her hear the echos of your soul.

The echoes of your soul.

Friends…a poem.

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Meredith Gibraltar writes a poem about friends for her first book Martha.  Martha is needing a friend.  Slowly Martha is trusting again.  Slowly she heals.  Cheers!

Oh my friend I miss you.

Suddenly I need you more than ever.

My family is still important,

But I can’t tell them everything that I can tell you.

My old paranoia is back.

Who will you tell?  Can I trust you?

I have trusted you in the past.

You’ve always been there for me.

I open up even more.

I walk with you and heal slowly.

To open up is to heal. 

Thank you my friend.  Thank you.

My writing journey…

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Meredith Gibraltar writes of her progress in her book Martha.  The main character has met an interesting man.  Only time will tell whether he will be important.  Slowly the book continues and is almost finished.

Martha meets James.  He is a retired policeman and knows about police procedure.  Finally Martha can ask him about whether the police would guide someone physically instead of putting them into witness protection.  Finally Martha can ask the question of someone.  She has wondered this for over ten years.  In addition James is a compassionate man…a man of worth.  Will they become friends?  Only time will tell.

I am writing the final chapter of the book.  I am a bit worried.  It is quite long.  But I just thought that I can make the final chapter about James instead of Martha.  Interesting.  I’ll have to think about that for a while.  The book is proceeding slowly.  But the end is near.  Then I have some major editing to do.  I will keep you posted.