Escaping the Cage
My favorite labelIs “amateur”–A little primativeUntamed, unashamed A naive, young motherWith only my heart as guideAnd love flowing through meUndammed … Continue reading Escaping the Cage
Piercings
I remember you Grandma YsabelNot just with words But your energy, your presencePierced my heartI am strong because of youI … Continue reading Piercings
Love Affair
Stronger than the Storm
Stronger than the Storm She is the clear sky Upon which all appears She shines with Sunlight and starlight And … Continue reading Stronger than the Storm
Celebrating You Always
Celebrating You AlwaysIt took awhile to realizeThat grief is celebrationTears like laughterAre expressions of loveIt is all the energy of … Continue reading Celebrating You Always
Melancholia
Melancholia I am a melancholic“I’ve got the morbs”No, I am not depressedI just feel a vibrationAn energy that y’all can’tOr … Continue reading Melancholia
Solidified Hell
Erase the boxesRemove the names and labelsIt is so freeingWe are not as namedHe, she, white, black, gay or straightWe … Continue reading Solidified Hell
Soul
There is a deep feeling I call SoulA calm peaceful harmony–That once I could only glimpseShe was hidden by my … Continue reading Soul
Let Her Fill Your Empty Vessel
When the mind is stillAnd all the stories put to bedThen in the silenceShe fills our empty headsWith love and … Continue reading Let Her Fill Your Empty Vessel
The Simlification
Old Mother
Old MotherI remember when motherhood Changed into cronehoodAnd the sap quit flowing–The caring for others stoppedAnd I thought you selfish, … Continue reading Old Mother
Her Wind Breathes Me
Her Wind Breathes MeEarth is reclaiming meLittle by littleThe fabric of my bodyIs being woven with HersLife is much simpler … Continue reading Her Wind Breathes Me
The Eye of the Beholder
The Eye of the BeholderOnly stillness matters, now.I have 6 decades of noiseTucked into every crevice Of my beingNothing more … Continue reading The Eye of the Beholder
Dia de los Muertos
Dia de los Muertos The veil is thin nowI can feel my relativesHear their whisperingTio I hear youThe auntie we … Continue reading Dia de los Muertos
Cronehood
Who is a Crone?She is Nature personifiedRoots reaching to HellLimbs reaching to HeavenShe has brought life into being–birthShe has ushered … Continue reading Cronehood
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