Unheard Warnings, a poem

Unheard Warnings Speaking loud into the ether, hoping that someone will hear. Shouting silent words of wisdom, unwrapped from my mortal fear. Know the history, heed its warning. Find it waiting for you there. In the winter, I will slumber; liken me to bear and squirrel. In the autumn, find me wishing always to be have been a girl. In the springtime, in the summer, … Continue reading Unheard Warnings, a poem

Break Glass in Case of Emergency

Although I like to be helpful, I find myself in the position to be abused more and more often. People do not understand the concept of kindness. I have found recently that people no longer think of me as helpful. Instead, they think of me as usable. But I refuse to be used. In the Space between being helpful and being used, there must be … Continue reading Break Glass in Case of Emergency

In Color, a poem of the atypical

She doesn’t know what she wants to be named, only that the tea-stained name she’s heard over decades of being talked at doesn’t fit. She’s a survivor but her feelings get purple sometimes. She sees in color what others only hear. Words are rainbow realities. And she’s confused for a moment when In a casual conversation They say “now you understand” Because she understood before. … Continue reading In Color, a poem of the atypical

Perfectly Imperfect

Perfection is only true of the imperfect. This is a concept that has been rattling around in my head since I was young. Let’s talk it out. Humans like to fight. They like to complain. They like to overcome. You may have heard of Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs. The model stipulates that people need certain things before they can even worry about other things. For … Continue reading Perfectly Imperfect

Will to Rise, a poem

WILL TO RISE Will my body now to rise from soft haven, sweet and calm. Will my soul to stir inside and still living, carry on. Will myself to lift and stretch, to move with intention pure. Will my frame to strongly stand, giving in to life’s allure. Will my thoughts to clarify, and lock upon what I so choose. Will my doubt to nullify, … Continue reading Will to Rise, a poem