Images May Not be as They Appear

Originally written two years ago today. Edited and Posted Today.

My heart

your denial

I do not blame you.

I know who I am.

I know my worth.

I know my life

separate from yours

is mine to live.

I could claim that ravens call

songs of death;

of derth;

of depression;

but those…..

those words

they be lies.

I see you.

I see your desire.

I see your need.

Blinded you are

you cannot tell…..

who is good

who is bad

who might be by your side.

I am no angel

no devil

sent to tempt you.

I am but a woman

scared

alone

strong

alive

standing here.

Leave you did

as foretold by the wisdom of The Crone

washed in the tears of The Mother

forgiven by The Maiden.

©Nov. 22/19

©Nov. 22/21

Picture is my own

Ode to the Women in my Life

I am very lucky in that I have several women in my life that I am honored to call friend.

Each one has become a sister to me.

As I call it they have become Framily.

Friends who became family.

Without these women my life would be so much less:

-bright

-fun

-filled with humor

-filled with support

-filled with confidence

With these women in my life it is so much:

-love

-acceptance

-no judgement (well a little but c’mon who does not like freshly ground coffee or have their own incense guy?-M)(I am the one who has these things)

-truth no matter how painful

-hugs

-safe space

 

There are days that I think they sometimes fear that they are fading.

Away with the responsibilities of life, family, bills, jobs.

Looking back and knowing that is not where they want to be but where can they go that will comfort them?

Where can they find the succor that they so desire?

I cannot answer them that.

 

This is for them. The women that I am so proud to call my soul sisters; we chose one another and that means everything.

And y’all put up with my idiosyncrasies.

 

I see you.

I see the tears

falling behind the smiling mask

cracked

broken

struggling to hold the world

the one that you carry

independent to a fault

determined to owe no one

determined to prove

strength by doing it all.

I see you.

I see the sadness that penetrates

tinging dreams

packed away in dusty suitcases

beneath the stairs

waiting for you

patiently.

I see you.

I see the pain the spreads

unbidden

unwanted

deeply entwined

only able to hold you

to comfort you as you cry

as you scream

as you mourn

as you rage

I will help you

to carry that pain through

out the other side

where waits…..

the life you have chosen.

 

©Sept. 6/21

Picture is my own