i am invincibly invisible here behind your lower thigh I can fly when fostered upon your hip firmly planted i am blind to the world with my nose pressed deeply into your throat but i can see everything everything that matters i am unbreakable like the clasp of my monkey hands around your neck andContinueContinue reading “un held”
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ten augusts
we did not know then that we might only have ten more augusts we were too bent on how heavy the haze on complaining the days as we felt oppressed by the pressure not enraptured but captured under the weight of a blanket of heat only to realize too late that what we really wereContinueContinue reading “ten augusts”
left out
when the words ran out the feelings rushed in when the rivers ran dry the depths of the dirt arose when the sea foamed the weeds roamed the shore each essence cringed and craved and cloyed and crept to claim its self forgetting that why it felt bereft was because what it had left wasContinueContinue reading “left out”
may begin
i poured my heart out and it pulled me back in not to where i came from but so that i may begin i spilled my guts out and they filled my frame in not to what i’m made from but so that i may begin i screamed my lungs out and they breathed meContinueContinue reading “may begin”
up root
you could not see me i looked too small you never wondered or thought i’d crawl i was a seedling amongst urban sprawl you could not see me but i was tall my roots had wandered so deep underground you thought you’d lost me but i was bound into my mother earth i grew andContinueContinue reading “up root”
light weight
may i be that stone that skips upon the water from a momentum that has made me forget my weight and when i do stop and plop and drop may i be that stone that sinks to the bottom and leaves ripples not to forget my wake
out fit
i have worked so hard to stop struggling with this form to allow that which demanded to be born i have choked so hard to stop chugging down this scorn to allow that which demanded to be sworn i have worked so hard to stop juggling with this norm to allow that which demanded toContinueContinue reading “out fit”
penned in
i’ve been away from my self from my pen itching and scratching trying to mend iv’e kept at bay from my self from my pen clawing and pawing trying to fend i’ve missed my words and my ink because they helped me to think to slow down the mind and open the yen
weeding out
they are saying spring has returned but you have not my heart is still frozen in wait there are no seasons now that you left just pause mother nature is not my mother she makes plants bloom not me i fester like a weed ugly the sun shines on us all but what beauty isContinueContinue reading “weeding out”
lost art
the frames were left empty and kept calling your name hollow and see-through and never the same
break back
i am no camel and you are no straw and they’ll never see whatever i saw so go get your ammo and break your own law ‘cause i’m not your camel and you are no straw
mother addict
i draw a breath and then, another i drink your fluid my dose of mother your blood, my veins your heart, my lungs your siren’s essence on my tongue drunken, floating safe and warm junkie, addict not yet born expand, contract expel, release dissect the cord disturb the peace the seed, the soil the need,ContinueContinue reading “mother addict”
in willing
i have been willing to face the facts to stare into the mirror to see the cracks i have been willing to let it all fall to step onto the iced lake and feel the thaw i have been willing to accept this will pass to yield unto the universe and release the grasp
shadow moon
i have lost the cycles of the moon that orb that made me swoon she made me full she made me foul she made me hoot she made me howl and i am lost from her somehow i have lost the tides that rendered me to ruin had i not cursed when i had succumbedContinueContinue reading “shadow moon”
gone there
i did not come here to exist on the fringes of my life to beg for partial seconds to exist amidst some strife i did not come here to borrow what’s left to scrap to beg to be comforted by what’s less i do not subsist by the mere nor live in resistance and fearContinueContinue reading “gone there”
heart felt
i am asking my heart today to see somewhere in the middle of my body and my mind and to seek to be kind to find some common ground where i can be more safe and more sound where i can let my feelings bound as my thoughts unwound i am asking my heart todayContinueContinue reading “heart felt”
snowed in
in winter i miss my august body all skin and shimmer and sweat i miss my leo soul that sees sharp through tall blades of grass i miss my burning heart that dares and darts and daunts in winter i miss the earth of my kind
taken out
did the animals take you in the night not by the throat but by the hand into their world that never was man’s did they pierce your heart and penetrate the woods did they draw back the curtain on what we’ve misunderstood
latent bloom
i can’t harvest an august heart in the winter moon i can’t dig up lava blood while crocus refuse to bloom i can’t insert this molten lead when frost still looms i can’t unless i was born too soon
closing in
sometimes the closest i can get to you is by leaving you alone so we can practice being together apart
just fine
what is the ambiance that would let shine my radiance and would i know it at first glance can it open on the vine to dance does it exist on circumstance or have i been just fine to live by chance divine
may i
oh may i live often enough to soften long enough to let fall the hardening of which i’ve tried to build oh may i soften let me melt into a smile let me sit and sink a while so that all becomes beguile let my jowls fall down let mellow my frown into folds unfoldingContinueContinue reading “may i”
un contained
i will not play this game the one upon this earth that asks me to surrender and succumb to just my birth i will not be the same as my size and measured girth that allows me only limits and suffocates my mirth
circling back
sometimes my circles are so few and far between but oh do they run deep and dark and syrupy sweet sometimes my circles are many and ripple they make waves their surfaces shimmer like diamonds of delight sometimes my circles spin only in my mind like a wobble like a wildebeest like a train offContinueContinue reading “circling back”
this connected
yes i understood we were connected but i had to step outside to see it was all good if i inspected from an arms length what could be yet some might see it as disconnected but they’ve neglected to know the we that we’ve connected
full circle
i cleaned your blood off the glass of my shattered heart
wide bends
i have tried to abide to keep by your side to match your stride and hide within the straight and narrow to stay on track to attack this world like an arrow but i slide and i glide into my own ride i swing wide and the road bends to meet me beyond your straightContinueContinue reading “wide bends”
these people
what would it feel to be one of those people not afraid to sit with themselves those who never once thought they belonged only on a shelf they simply lived soundly boldly inside of themselves yet never were loud yet stood out in a crowd because they were actually standing in peace with themselves theyContinueContinue reading “these people”
glide dance
i believe i was meant for something higher not bigger not bolder just closer to what makes sense i feel low again not deeper not farther from what i know in my heart is immeasurable in distance so i see the lie and i call it out upon myself to myself and stand outside butContinueContinue reading “glide dance”
here again
i’ve found my way here to get lost again not in a dream but in the reality of these truths that lie beneath and lie to me making me believe in what i see but leading me to feel astray and then i find my way here to get lost again
hook line
that hook that hangs down the center of my throat that dangles and dares me that i might choke on the words of wisdom that i never once spoke
dark weight
i have put my darkness down not in order to be freed but because it does not need to be carried my shadow is with me and it will follow and it will lead and it will shrink and it will bleed in edges unfolding and retracting and furling in forms rigid, abstracted and curlingContinueContinue reading “dark weight”
or either
i am not here to ask what is natural more what is natural to me in my nature of my nature as close as i may each day be to this i go inward in words like a watch wound or a spring load i radiate out that recognized core i can no longer fretContinueContinue reading “or either”
wear some
somewhere there’s a me that unzips the skin from my chest releasing the bats and the birds from their nests freeing to flight what’s been kept out of sight but has fluttered inside me each day and each night somewhere there’s a me that abandons the flesh and leaps into life as if it wereContinueContinue reading “wear some”
am so
i am still so an active channel for whatever may come for light for words for worms and expressions to flow through to land as lessons on fertile soil as blessings i am still so
hue among
i will change my colors in this season without any rhyme beyond any reason i will allow my inner chameleon to appear uncocooning and through my buffooning at once a dragonfly
time warp
hold this string she said i am making a tapestry stand where you are she said i will run away like your wild child and weave and weave our dreams across the earth stay there she said so i know what home is and i will come back to you with a tapestry
rain burn
i will turn my whole life into a rainbow i don’t need your sun to shine i will burn my whole heart as an inferno i don’t need your never mind
glass heart
nothing’s broken except every bottle i smash in my mind and every plate i drop since i am not willing to spin them anymore they can all kiss the floor
stretch marks
may there always be more things calling me to respond to want to stretch to need to get closer near enough to reflect the infinite resounding truth of the reminder that i can only see it because i am it and it is me because we are always all and that is not a stretch
cloud mind
if you think yourself strange it’s the thoughts you’ve arranged and they’re simply deranged and they are not you and they are not true thoughts we are taught are merely just clouds that seem very dark and sound very loud but you you are the sky and you can wave wave clouds goodbye in theContinueContinue reading “cloud mind”
a side
i surrender and i step aside i trust and i abide by the winds of change and the change of tides i am along for the ride and need never again hide transparent now to the inside
don’t mind
i don’t mind this mind anymore i used to listen as it showed me the door i used to obey what i thought it did say but i don’t mind this mind anymore and now i don’t mind manners and i don’t hear the clamor of all the words that never were yammered because iContinueContinue reading “don’t mind”
life boat
and there will be spilled milk and burnt toast you will drag and you will coast and there will be dams and moats but you will last and you will float
dis clothed
i am batik i am botany i am litmus i am lye dip me in the deep over and over again soak me in the soup sink me in the sludge mire me in the murk deliver me to the shore then bring on the rain see what i retain i have absorbed only thatContinueContinue reading “dis clothed”
write right
so what if i don’t write right now if i don’t feel quite right somehow if i know better and think worse even though it was said i had cleared the curse i relied on being saved by verse and do words only follow thoughts and do i only bother to ink blot when iContinueContinue reading “write right”
within reason
if i wrote you today and it was me that needed to hear what i would say then who are the words for how far does the message go or does it ever need to be sent and would it really matter if you knew what i meant
over flow
drink in these words and may they spill back out not in nouns and verbs but bubbly, brilliant, sparkling effervescent like a fountain with no spout
self squawk
talking to myself not hearing what i say words rattle in my ears like the cackling of a jay they cast me blindly out to sea not harbored in my bay i drift uncompassed and unmoored as if i know my way but when i write them down and see what’s on display it silencesContinueContinue reading “self squawk”
listen hear
listen here as you sit there i will keep striking this note upon the keyboard striking this note upon the guitar chord listen here i will strum until you are deaf and i am done listen here listen hear
up here
i will not sit up here in this rat’s nest with a tight chest held close to your vest like some witness to the depressed treasure chest of some long suppressed eagerness that you dared digress as if to invest when all it was down here was duress
un fit
don’t paint me small like you think i am i fit on no canvas created by man go get the stretcher and try as you might you won’t find the palette to capture my light don’t paint me in color like you think i am i fit in no spectrum sighted by man so goContinueContinue reading “un fit”
inked out
when the ink runs out we’ll find a way to have our say we’ll scrawl in mud or use our blood when thinks run dry we’ll make our way to give our say we’ll call in god and refuse to nod
art stinks
the stench of the linseed the almost moldy, cold, wet clay the acid through the screen the petrol in the ink the lye in the dye the musky perfume of the raw loom aaaah the heavenly stench in which we love to drench our thirsts be quenched in order to express what must be freedContinueContinue reading “art stinks”
make tracks
I have tried not to leave prints but you gave me these thumbs I have tried not to make sounds but you gave me this voice I have tried not to make tracks but you gave me these limbs i have tried not to leave hints but you gave me no choice
sub lime
yes, i have written words in sadder times but each ink’s blot left me more aligned with what was not in service of my kind but had taken hostage, all my mind so having said what was most unkind i am set free to live and unwind
coming back
we’re not coming back here no matter how loud you scream there’ll be twisting and turns no matter how far it seems we’re not coming back here so say what you mean
maybe later
may i be warmer in the winter toward the kindness of myself may i be surer in the springtime at the finding of my wealth may i be softer in the summer to the minding of my health may i be abler in the autumn at the finding of my self may i be soonerContinueContinue reading “maybe later”
walked out
i am talking with my mother through the pounding of my feet she hears me in the thunder that ripples on the street i am singing with my sisters from the sounding of my soles they cheer me up with wonder that echoes out in rolls i am praying with my father by the boundingContinueContinue reading “walked out”
going out
we be feral you and me i and you we made that pact when i came out your belly and you winked in my eye but we wear our people clothes now for going out yet you saw my fur and my claws my little fangs that glistened while you christened my empty head weContinueContinue reading “going out”
savory sweet
surely there is more to savor in this life than the sweet can we be equally in love with the process of the gristle and the meat can we explore what we might abhor and find a way to adore what is not at once the savory and the sweet
rest less
i did not come here to rest but it would feel like less to get these words off my chest to heed my request to live more in jest of what i can’t digest to unbutton the vest of all i’ve suppressed and welcome the bless
last one
that bug that i squashed that petal i plucked that tree that i chopped that sentence i hushed could that have been the last one yes, still i am here but with reason to fear that my actions could steer the start of the best or the worst of the last so that smile thatContinueContinue reading “last one”
all ready
i have lived this life already and now we must go backward to see what we must find we must retrace but not replace what we left behind i have lived this life already and it has been most kind and now we must go forward to say goodbye to time we must make hasteContinueContinue reading “all ready”
fly bye
will you return to me by the fluttering of my wings do my feathers make a frequency that resonates with your heartstrings are there noises unknown to ears but heard within your soul is there music in my cup that beckons to your bowl
remember well
i will remember you well in water as the earth made you her daughter and you were rendered to the sea i will remember you well in weather as the earth made you a feather and you were surrendered to the lea i will remember you well in winter as the earth made you aContinueContinue reading “remember well”
ride on
it is not as if i have picked up all that i can carry but i have paused to look upon the road it is not as if i have walked on all the paths i chose to tarry but i have paused to reckon with the road
now then
have no doubt we will combust rendered immediately to dust having bypassed the rust for which we would now lust if we could just have back the time to remake our mind to choose more refined to buy us more time to not combust
last moment
and there are moments and they are vast they are timeless and fragile glass and there were moments and they went fast filled with chaos and dense with mass and there is no moment that will last
some more
something will make me of this day somehow the words will come from what i cannot say somewhere will take me from the fray sometimes the birds will hum for when i cannot pray something will make me of this day
meaning less
may each word i write be a release a ballast cast overboard a frequency bailed an uplift felt even when the words are heavy or the thoughts are low writing them out let’s them go and in each stain there is less meaning to carry forth meaning less
my words
may my words make a ladder the letters a rung by rung may they lift me from my drifting and from feeling oh so numb may my words make a ladder and hoist me from lost sense may my words make a ladder and guide me over the fence may my words make a clatterContinueContinue reading “my words”
wish wasp
and the wasps with wings like whisks all whirled and swirled away the worries from amidst this buzzing brain in fray they swarmed and swept so no fret be kept within its dense membrane they made a paste with all the waste of which it had maintained they built anew and then they flew summoningContinueContinue reading “wish wasp”
marigold heart
may your heart blossom bright like a marigold overnight burst open in bronze delight brilliant and vibrant carrot orange to the sight piquant lemon ginger perking the nose nothing like a rose marmalade sticky sweet countless petals unfurling replete reaching for the sun and being it as one your marigold heart
brick boat
sometimes i stack the bricks on my chest and how the world laughs and sees me with jest sometimes i stack the bricks in a row and how they do guide me and pull me in tow sometimes i smash the bricks at my feet and how they resemble my thoughts incomplete sometimes i shareContinueContinue reading “brick boat”
peachy keen
when the weight of these things feels too heavy for your wings put down the load and turn into a toad when the length of this road feels too long for your feet step off the path and turn into a giraffe when the height of these trees feels too high for you to reachContinueContinue reading “peachy keen”
out clear
we are the blue bubbles and the white light that effervesce in the night we emanate and inflate we illuminate and irradiate anything that speaks of hate we are the blue bubbles and the white light
honey heart
may your honey heart melt into a molten river and the hive turn from haven into heaven and run free may your honey heart spill out and be so sticky as to ooze with sweetness and reach the beneathness that once only knew sour and now can only grow flowers that will surely and purelyContinueContinue reading “honey heart”
left under
and then you left then they left too and to my soul it felt like theft and then i wept and they wept too and in this hole i feel bereft and now what’s left what’s left to rue and in my soul i feel the cleft
echoes now
all the things are just echoes now the space you left a hollow howl the hide and seek will never find what is was you left behind
the lesson
perhaps the passing of those we love places a period at the end of the sentence of the lesson the lesson they have been whispering and shouting to us for our entire blessed lives while they are here we are trying to be independent and grow free from their voice to develop our own we twistContinueContinue reading “the lesson”
home deaf
the house had no music but there was a song it had known there was a timbre amidst its timber that beheld its own tone there was a tune that once went mute and burrowed deep inside like a scarab masked in amber it was silenced and denied the house had no music
time again
i have wandered on and off the path again time and time again in and out of life’s constructs only to press my face up against the bars, the panes again time and time again looking through to the out there or the in here and wondering again time and time again i have wanderedContinueContinue reading “time again”
home lone
i am a nomad in my own home from room to room i roam and roam i find no place in this place and beg for blessings and for space i give grace and i trace the corners of the floors the outlines of the doors and still i am unstill and i pace andContinueContinue reading “home lone”
fade fast
fade fast i will warn you you will wilt if you stay on that vine make last nothing that adorns you it enrobes you in gnarls and twines put past all that conforms you to the promise of unused time fade fast i will warn you
pieced apart
i will pick you up in pieces when you can’t recognize yourself we won’t try to reassemble and replace you to the shelf there is no reason to resemble that former version of your self i will put you down in fragments you will gather up the eaches that once were who you knew youContinueContinue reading “pieced apart”
self made
i have made myself predictable i have entombed and encased my face and race save you the chaos i have made myself adjustable i have bound and buffered my space and grace save you the chaos
face facts
how much energy has it taken to force my face forward how much easier would it have been to simply have faced the facts how much spackle has it required to fortify my place outward how much easier would it have been to simply have embraced the cracks
high tide
my tides they have risen way past the water line above the banks beyond the basin’s brink and are ready to breach my thoughts they have boiled way past the kettle’s brim and are ready to leach my lungs they have swelled way over the ocean’s edges beyond the tanks above the beach and areContinueContinue reading “high tide”
something there
in between the unicorn and the uniform i am born in between the cuneiform and the matterhorn i am formed in between the capricorn and the maelstrom i will be transformed
write again
write again wrong you are when you think you are done it’s always too soon to put down the pen to hang up the hat to give up the dream to silence the voice yes you may rest as pause is not without a future cause to manifest your next best in the stopping andContinueContinue reading “write again”
spell bound
i will glue this world together by the minding of my words i will structure strong my sentences with love in nouns and verbs i will amalgamate these messes by the turning of a phrase i will restore fairer weather by the minding of my ways i will bind this spine by tether in theContinueContinue reading “spell bound”
these words
we have given ourselves these words so that we may play so that we may find some folly in what we say so that we may expand beyond the mere dimensions of this day so that we may be more clever in how we do display so that we may express outside the vessels inContinueContinue reading “these words”
back rest
i just want to rest back into your love into the softness of the belly that says i surrender to the warmth of this life life that is always waiting to embrace and enfold to grace and behold every trace of doubt that i believed i could not live without and then once again inContinueContinue reading “back rest”
no claim
you have no stake in the wake of the furrow left in my brow you will not rake through the lake of sorrows left in my bowels you get no claim to the pain of the burrow left in the yowl you won’t mistake when you awake the hollow left in the now
love true
i will keep you with one foot in this world no matter how hard you try to leave i will anchor you from your swirl no matter how much you bob and weave i will tether you to my heart with thread and wear you on my sleeve
fear not
your toughness is just deafness it’s not music to my ears your gruffness is just preference it’s how you hide behind your fears
rusty relations
we are women we are water we are not wounded when we weep we are witness to the wreckage that your weapons they have wreaked we are warning of the waking that this wildness soon will wield we are men we are metal we are not madness with our might we’ve been muted we makeContinueContinue reading “rusty relations”
near life
how much closer to this earth can you become today how much further have we wandered to keep the end away how much nearer is our life than we can ever say that the breathing in and breathing out is willing to purvey so in keeping with the sleeping that we tend to do throughContinueContinue reading “near life”