I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.
Blog
I Am A Woman Who Survived.
I’m humbled and awed.
Youth: A Haiku Series
Youth inspires me.
Faces forces intending
On destroying their dreams.
Resisting that force
Believing in their dreamer
Never to wither.
Girlhood & Culture
Why does our culture saddle girls with so much insecurity? Easier to manipulate and control, perhaps. I’m not buying the differential biology explanation for this. Looking at marketing directed at boys vs girls tells quite a bit of the story.
Yet I don’t see a nefarious plot. Generations upon generations of behaviors feeding back upon each choice. These dream fed mindsets, layering upon each, acting from the depths, our mind’s unaware. And here we are.
Slowly, as we bring each behavior into our awareness, we see the fallacies before us; leaving them in the dust of history. Wretched dreams of forgotten kings, dominations waving in the dusty, dry wind.
6/10 Update:
Came across this article that’s correlated: “Tips: Raising Children to have Healthy Relationships with Food & Their Body.” (~ Dr. Stacey Rosenfeld)
I shall work to keep from feeding this, destructive cycle for I adore the girls/women in my life.
Micropoetry
Trust, Fear, Desire
Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets.
Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.
Aware of Fears
Fears harken, inside,
Rising unbidden, no care.
Destruction they bear.
Thinking of the Butterfly
Crawling slowly stills,
Body encompassed by crust.
Transformation lives.
Aggressive Sunlight
Sunlight rages on,
Oblivious of the drained
Souls of the machine
Spring Blurs Into Summer
Spring’s breath
Drifting away,
Fading to memory
Falling, decaying
Flower petals
Subsumed by
Life’s riotous
Vigor.