To complicate things in new ways, that is really very easy; but to see things in new ways, that is difficult and that is why genius is so rare. (Gertrude Stein)
If I were still outspoken, angry and thought the world needed to know my opinion, I would say to that bearded, green eyed man, If you wish to right your wrong turns, to truly overcome, you must speak to the universe directly, overcorrect the karmic wrong of the last 28 years, Thank you for reminding me I am the lucky one.
Does your natural state reveal your true purpose or is metamorphosis in order to find your real gift
Over the years the blood was shed
the tears were many
the writer, the human, the mom the wife
a partner in laughter,
a partner in life
to inspire to enlighten
to darken to brighten
We’ll dance or we’ll pray
together we’ll weather
this path, that is our way
If art mimics nature, you might take a closer look to see what you just walked by
I could balance a spreadsheet….
if I wanted to,
I’ve mastered how to plan five dinners
On exactly ten bucks;
I can get a stain out of white anything
And remove the mildew stench
From the load I was too sucked into my book-
to put down and tend to your shorts.
I can etch my lashes black
And shade my eyes to really pop.
If I wanted to wear the expensive underwear
I bet I can even twirl one pasty at a time.
Don’t think I don’t know how lucky
It is that I look best in jeans
And my hair suits my face best pulled back
And my real beauty shines best
in a plain rag-thin t-shirt
with a black bra underneath.
I invite you to fetch some ketchup
From my fridge…. You’ll notice,
It’s so clean you could lick it…
And even if you dared to ask what I did all day,
I wouldn’t let on….. my daydreams
are too racy for dinner talk,
and my poetry… to deep for you to understand
At times we must recalibrate by killing off the old and rebirthing the new