Take what you gave
What they so freely took
Back
Un-name it
Re-name it
Yours again now
To own
To celebrate
To sing and dance about
To hold
Now This instead of That
To release
As You Wish
And never for takers to taste
In Stead
Tag Archives: Boundaries
X Y Zenith
Just this one more line
Just this one more time
But I would have drowned
If you’d meant to change
If it were the day
Strength you should have found
Boundaries are most real
Boundaries helped me heal
Cross none sacred ground
the outcome
maybe he’ll choose me
and not spend his paycheck at the bar Friday night
maybe he’ll choose me
and hold my hand in front of his friends
maybe he’ll choose me
and be more proud of my strong, strong intellect and kind, kind heart than my long, long legs and rockstar beauty that fades
maybe he’ll choose me
and listen — finally — to the daggers flying from his lips into my soul
maybe he’ll choose me
and withhold his wandering eyes from these fleeting days that we promised to us, and us alone
maybe he’ll choose me
and fight for me
when I, at last, chose me
because he didn’t choose me
No More Next Times: A Haiku
I’d set boundaries
He tried his magic nonsense
So now he’s with you
Gentlepoet
Boundaries
Drawing them in bold, black ink and silvery stardust
Screaming-streamed across the age-old sky
Can do nothing to take back my life
Can it
Filters
Weaving them with silken strands and begging hands
Humbly offered across the communal table
Will do nothing to bring back the gentleman
Will it
December 13, 2016: A Haiku
While boundaryless
There was nothing, there was need
There was disaster
This Haiku: Stillness
Although we’re our own
I need to swim still in you
Daytime and nighttime
Rudbeckia
Those misshapen borders maybe
But there is no unfinished business at the garden gate
Despite what the flowers wish
When they bow their heads at night
They know I gave my best
