Ashes
Emotions
can burn.
let them
and quietly
estinguish
flames
that disrupt
the spirit
Poetic musings
Emotions
can burn.
let them
and quietly
estinguish
flames
that disrupt
the spirit
Waking up
in love’s embrace
smiling at his
sleeping silhouette
joy circulating
through my body
She was
Magic
It pulsated
Through her veins
Shooting out
Her fingers
Like energy
Confetti
Protesting is American
after feeling betrayed
and afraid
Comforted by messages
from the picket lines.
The people united
will never
be defeated
Muslim lives matter
Black lives matter
Trans lives matter
Crowds of marginalized
and majority
because white silence
equals
violence.
No to
sexism
homophobia
Islamophobia
Racism
Xenophobia
Arms in arms
Building this country
this is what
democracy looks like
Avoid complaining
Try smiling at a stranger
Express gratitude
You are not a victim
but a survivor.
Victims are paralyzed
survivors find strength
in the pain
You did not ask for this
but now you’re shining,
a lighthouse
to those who did not get
their day in court.
Using your voice
to testify against
injustice of class and privilege
not going quietly into the night
rape perpetrators need to live in fear
not us.
I read your story
with wet eyes,
as survivors
we are bonded
empathizing through the process
rape is rape
Rape can happen
behind dumpsters
with a stranger,
at college party
with a friend,
in your home
with a spouse,
at home with
a family member
regardless of circumstances
rape is rape.
20 minutes of action caused
irrevocable damage to you
the public to dissect
the worst experience of your life
But I can tell you that
slowly
you will feel your worth again
the nightmares will stop
you will feel safe
you will find intimacy
you will feel confident
most importantly,
your voice and power
have already been found.
You are not a victim,
you are surviving
and soon you will be
thriving.
Courage found in your vulnerability
soak up your own words,
you are beautiful
you are valued
you are respected
you are powerful
and I am with you.
We are mirrors
Separation isn’t real
Connected by light
Hold our fate
lines etched
by destiny
and constantly
changing
they have power
to help
or to hurt
speak with no words
27 bones
overworked
every day
driving
typing
clicking
feeding
washing
scratching
throwing
grabbing
wiping
waving
cooking
and of course
writing.
Method of expression
premature newborns
survive by their mother’s
touch,
holding hands
demonstrates
love
and stroking
can cause explosions
Michelangelo’s creation
an extension of the
artist’s mind
they are creators
painting
drawing
writing
acting
playing
the guitar
piano
violin
any and every
instrument
shaping ideas
to come to life
but not everyone
has them.
adapting without
10 digital gadgets
Lefties learning
to thrive in a
right hand world
hands form
fists
used to punch
or to resist
but open
can always
link
to one another
to unite as
one.
Transfers of thought, pause
Comprehensibility
Listening is key
Don’t anticipate
Make peace with uncertainty
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