Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

Sunday, May 8, 2011

...The hardest battle...

(image by lisephotography)
Feelings,
I put you in the backseat and
never let you matter
I let people step all over you
without saying a word
I scold and tell you-
you're stupid,
you're wrong,
you don't matter
don't feel that way
it's all just imagination
I punish you, lock you in your room
Because nobody wants to hear what
you have to say

To shut you up,
I fatten you with food, I appease you with pleasure, surround you with faces and noise-
I keep you distracted and entertained- emotional anesthesia- because
no one understands,
nobody cares to hear what you have to say-
so you bury your voice and I never have to hear you
But still, sometimes you'll tug, sometimes you'll cry red, like a blaring angry siren,
but I just turn my ear

Feelings,
I tell you that anybody else is more important,you are wrong and never right,
and I let you fade into the background
and never let you matter
and never do you have a face
and never a voice

"You'll never have a face of your own until you've learned to fight."

Sunday, January 2, 2011

"WITHOUT APOLOGY"



My Emancipation Proclomation

free me from identities past,
identities shed
free me from previous capacities
in which i used to operate
free me from definitions that
caged and held hostage

because i'm not the girl
you think i am
i'm not the girl
i have been
because i'm not always
gonna be the girl you see today

No longer the little girl
who needs to ask
permission to
have my own opinions,
to have my own say,
i'm not the little girl
who needs to raise my hand
each time I
change my mind or fall in love,
i'm not the little girl
who needs to walk on eggshells
around you, afraid to step on your
 toes of disapproval,
nodding and "yes-ing" you away
Can't continue being afraid of
making mistakes, can't always be afraid
of spilling milk

i'm a rubberband
always expanding my limits
i'm a cocoon
meant to be destroyed so what's
inside can be freed

so this is me
without apologies
i'm still growing
still ever meta-morphising
so let me be-
free me
from this mental slavery
i gotta live with no apologies
so don't arrest me with your
interrogations
don't grind my wings to powder
don't shackle me to your preconceived
notions of what you've always thought
me to be

because what you've thought i am
is just an empty shell
no longer inhabited
you won't find me there-
 the only thing you'll find there
is your brittle fear

don't fear what i might become
don't fear what you don't recognize
don't fear what doesn't reflect you

fear what i might never become
if i endure any longer
the mental slavery

so tonight
without apology
i'm free-ing me

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Here is a poem that I wrote 10/21/06. I was surprised to find that I wrote it. I vaguely remember putting it together. I am remembering though what inspired it. That's a secret...


Deeper still

I'm falling fastly faster
deeper softer
into the lush folds
of rose
falling into hollows
between crevices
beneath
layer
after
layer
after
layer
deliciously deeper

until blanketed deep in a crimson caress
a secret symphony of softness
enveloped
I'
m
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
deeper
drowning
deeply into this
deepest
mystery