Restless Tigress

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I’m restless
I want something to sink my teeth into
grapple with
gnaw on
savour
work and re-work
explore every subtle taste and nuance
and do it again
until I’ve drained it dry
left my mark
learned all that I can
and am fully nourished

But everything that is available to me
all that I try biting into
turns to dust in my mouth
disintegrates
leaving me agitated
discontented
and wondering if there is something wrong with me
for not being satisfied with what I have
or if maybe I’m looking in the wrong places
or perhaps this is a time of famine
and there is simply no food to be had

Tossed About

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A wish is made
a breath is blown
and like dandelion seeds
we are tossed about invisible currents
of neurochemicals
hormones
changes in barometric pressure
sunlight and moonlight
alongside people who can spin us around
without a moment’s notice

Will we remember the wish
the initial burst of inspiration
Will we root and transform
and metamorphose enough to launch new dreams
Or will we keep drifting
captive passengers flung by breezes
but still beholding wonders
we had never imagined

When Your Wings Are Clipped

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Like a bird with clipped wings
I wait in my cage
looking out through the windows
at the wide world before me
my imagination expanding well beyond what I can see
and I wait for someone to notice
to visit me
to care
to delight in what I still can offer
within the confines of my little cage

I’m restless
I want to do something
be something
make a difference
save the world

but I can’t

So I sing my songs
patter around
dream my dreams
and wait for someone
anyone
to think it matters

Woman Walking Naturally

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In the orbit of her hips
lies the blossom of her sexuality
evidence of orgasms
that have released her restraints
her luscious fullness
defying the confines of socially endorsed
anorexic moulds

She is unbound
fluid
the wellsprings of her sensuality
flowing up and over every curve

And so she sways her hips
walks unrushed
a living, breathing antidote
to cultural pathogens
threatened by the fruitful, unscripted, mesmerizing power
of natural womanhood

Wrestling With the Emotions of Where I Am

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No more ceaselessly wringing my hands
because she won’t try to save her life

No more marinating myself in anguish
because the family dynamics are set in stone

I have loved authentically
(not with a counterfeit love)

I have spoken the truth
with those who were willing to listen

I have made my decisions
and they are good ones

This won’t be the seeping poison for my defeat
but a validating source of my strength

And I am hereby giving myself permission
to hold my head high

Choosing to Stand

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Sunlight is a powerful disinfectant
I choose to stand in it

I stood up while others sat down

I have not been crippled
I have not succumbed to persuasions to step away
and even though the price has been some anguish and isolation

I’M STILL STANDING

Sacred Ground

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we turn on our wedding song
and dance in our living room
him in his bare feet and robe
me in my socks, yoga pants, and T-shirt
intimate
tender
a moment suspended within a bubble of eternity
we are dancing in our home
we are dancing on sacred ground

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