Category Archives: Poems

Drift Away

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Eagle eye, piercing

Locked with deadly precision

On your voiceless child

 

An eternity wasted

With her pinned like a specimen

On a cold steel table

 

Picked at and prodded

With stern disappointment

This one was not enough

 

Broken spirit

And a distorted body

Without the strength to bloom

 

But then she blossomed differently

With unexpected colors

And flew away

 

Your eagle eye is clouding now

Lacking sharpness

Losing its place

 

The past is fading

And the specimen looks back

As your mind floats into darkness

 

Time seems shorter now

But can this butterfly learn to love you

Before you drift away?

Docked

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I’ve never been the patient sort

Have rarely kept my ship in port

I’d rather be out sailing free

You’ll never take that wheel from me

 

Please don’t tie me to the dock

If stowed away, I’ll pick the lock

And push myself out to the brink

Damn the wind, refuse to sink

 

I wish I could let loose the sail

Risk the stumble, dare to fail

Alas I can’t control my fate

I guess sometimes you have to wait

Standing Ovation

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Back off Death.

The better part of my ego wins today.

 

I still have hilarious stories to tell.

Painful and complicated and hilarious stories.

 

I still have unlikely colors to mix.

Brilliant and elusive and unlikely colors.

 

I still have fantastic people to meet.

Unreachable and stubborn and fantastic people.

 

I still have dangerous places to visit.

Vibrant and undiscovered and dangerous places.

 

I still have impossible shit to do.

Enormous and bewildering and impossible shit.

 

Pardon me for not having time for you today.

If I’m going, I’m going out to a standing ovation.

 

And the performance hasn’t ended yet.

So back the fuck off.

Said the Madonna to the Whore

Poems,

Take my hand.

Said the Madonna to the whore.

Walk with me.

Rest your head on my shoulder and

tell me your adventures.

 

We are not all that different

you and I.

It’s just the blind ones

who insist we are.

 

To make their lives simpler.

To make their decisions clearer.

To excuse their disrespect.

To justify their ignorance.

 

But you, you owe them nothing.

Embrace your body,

your spirit, your joy for life.

That passion that sustains you

like water from the well.

 

I’ll be here to catch you.

But you will not fall.

Because you are strong.

And you are free.

And you are loved.

 

You are beautiful.

And we are sisters.