Why we need the woman-girl
Sharing the storyline
She will save you from yourself
Lest you think too long and hard
Let her show you the world’s flora
Should your day be canvassed grey
Dare to let her lead you
In some season of your time
Teach her of the wonder-workings
To the world you navigate
Wonder then, aloud, fine sir
“Her grace, how might I hold?”
It’s all just random
Pain, pleasure, whether we survive
But do not bet your life
That the just rain
On those tulips
And the inches they grew
Overnight
Isn’t just divine
I never knew thirst
Then came the hollow season
That scorched my flowersBut with Winter’s grace
Promise for the desert blooms
Fills this space once more
Were I wearing my worldly cloak
I’d doubt
Tenderness
His eyes toward her
Her defense to accept
I’d doubt
Humility
He’d decide just then
She was worth fighting for
But it’s faith that enshrouds me
For I’ve seen their haven
I know their hope
Wherefore I lift open the predawn window
Fling out to the chorus of feathers
What doubt
With tricky, new eyes
I’ll look back on these puzzling days
Whole again
Brazen somehow
Humbled, too, I hope
By how the pieces I thought held
Instead held the scattered jigsaw of me
With equanimity
is It
Sugar
are You
Contented
will You
Remain
Happily
(quietly)
Conformed
Aware
This hurts you,
I have decided to speak, nonetheless
‘tho I don’t use words such as “nonetheless”
Nonetheless, I will speak
I love you
Your vast imagination
Your eyes that refuse hopelessness
Your damn, smart ways
Your walk -I hear the music too
Something epic
You are
Some lifetime, somewhere
Someone was
Something in me now, is
Chasing
Pray for me
I am tired
But I won’t sleep
I’m a fighter
But I choose love
You understand me?
Tell me you understand
I don’t love you
As I capture you
Your wild brother rejoices
My songbird, my love
It will always be an island
The difference between us
Should I begin to dream
Somehow we share the same sand
Abandon me again
To write of the rain
When drought looms o’er this valley
My pen would ask why
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