All tagged poetry
We all look the same.
With a white ribbon we are tied
Together as one.
For what? Suppression of mind in order to blur lines?
I don't need it to fight this fight
But to rip this white ribbon.
The room sways and swells with the juicy sweet lips of my sisters, oozing around in love and compassion hoping to welcome each woman into a cozy womb of our own creation. After years of being injected with venom, with my first step forward being told to crush the toes of the girls by my side, the smiles around me wash my face clean, each one says please, welcome, I believe the best of you already, and back at them, from behind my cautious eyes I hope they can hear the same. Words fall over us, in patterns I've never seen before. They rub and stroke from tongue to ear, each one a tiny matchstick placed to build a castle.
The feeling sits in a certain part of my chest
Locking below my sternum
It feels like my stomach is dropping
But can't get far down
Because it's faced with an uncomfortable nausea
That swells beneath my lungs
The way it all happened makes me sick to my stomach.
In the darker hours I have hated you
and you again
but I’ve put all my hate in many a wrong basket.
Brown against the turquoise blue of the ocean pool,
Her smile is pearly white as surfboard wax and seashell chokers.
Seaweed draped from her hallowed head,
I lift my camera to capture the rapture sprawled across her face
At marinated olives and Sydney rock oysters.
A matured palate
A refined taste
She is a rock pool of abundance.