My problem is I want everything I want to do and Try and Taste and Kiss and Play and Touch and Laugh at and Laugh with Everything I want all the sensations I want all the experience All the sights All the sounds All the stolen moments I’m ravenous for it And I pace and …
The eternal tappings of a slipper’d foot 100 strokes of a brush through golden locks of hair White steeds Tangles of rose bushes Fairies, gnomes, evil stepmothers A groove of expectations dug into The soft vinyl of my young mind Laying tracks of fantasy and escape To play over and over Burning impossibilities behind Eyes …
I wish I cried I wish, like most women, I found tears useful I wish they would make me feel better Like I’ve been lead to believe Not worse, like I have found to be true But I don’t know catharsis I go within, I recede Emotion is best buried Which is just as well …
I wish for You Grace I wish for You Peace I wish for You Kindness and sympathy Softness, rhythm, warmth I want these things for You Because I seek them for myself And I believe if I can get them For You I can find them For me I wish strong embraces for You To …
A skipping rock Lays waste to hordes On the other side of the world Dashing thousands in Its ripples
There were times when I felt, Arms curled in, pressed to him Breathing in the skin of his chest His arm encircling my shoulders His knee flung lazily over my hip His sweet breath coming slowly, quietly, evenly Swaying the loose tendrils of my hair, That I felt utterly Loved And loved him utterly in …
It winds It comes in and out of focus It’s my belly that truly feels it The curiosity The nausea of impending repercussions I can’t make myself not do it I can’t talk myself out of it I cannot see a reason not to But, oh, the reasons to The feel The sweetness
The mettle of a woman Is forged in fire Hammered by adversity. She rises from the coals A phoenix fused into A juggernaut of strength And grace and accomplishment She raises everyone around her. Her laughter teases and cajoles The best out of the best of the best. I am not her. I flinch and …
And I’m 5 again And the sunlight is too bright And the room is unknown And my father is gone And my brothers are gone But my mother is here But my mother is a stranger But one brother is here But that brother is a stranger But I have my doll But she sleeps …