Meditations from the heart of a mom, the soul of motherhood, and the wonders & insanity of having a child...
Thursday, January 23, 2014
DEATH ROW
My tag says 70,861… three more and I’m next
I, born out of rape – my mother, helpless for she was chained
At birth, taken away from her and imprisoned in a battery pen
I wasn’t alone
There were others like me, stolen from their mothers
For weeks I hear her bellowing for me
But I could only cry back longing for her snuggle
I could only imagine the taste of her milk,
Which I was forbidden to drink
I could still remember her smell
And how she talked to me while I was still in her womb
She always told me, ‘Be brave my child just like your siblings who were long gone’
I didn’t know why, but now I understand – for I’ll be born in this hell…
Friday, September 13, 2013
Stellar Dust
Born of the oldest star
A gift from the clearest sky
Molded from the cup of the vast universe
Made from the spark of a single atom
Enclosed in a human soul
With a chi of a tender heart
Monday, July 1, 2013
The Drummer
Be…
Glide into the abyssWhere colors warble in darkness
Swaying bowing to the squall
Chimes echo the shower of magic
Music tumbles into a waterfall
Your body is more than a clump of ash
The heart beats with the rhythm of the earth
This is your last dance
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