A Gift

A Gift

To be free

to pursue

obscure

life callings

To be granted

Time, Food, Shelter

for the length

of the learning

To have faces

wishing well

each every day

To be taught

what's most vital

and how

I will choose

what encompasses

me.

Private

Private

I've a private

audience

to this

moment;

The sun

like butter

softening

with me.

The Carriage

The Carriage

From my body

stems

wants

needs

all that I am

can manage

can achieve. 

In its beautiful

selfishness it begs

my attention

and I will

dote

gift

my time

to the carriage

that lifts me. 

What it needs

it shall have

gladly. 

I want

I want

Possessively,
I encourage
my wants to be
my guiding
arrow.

Piercing through
shoulds
to course through my
blood
the living path
of my choosing.

This is
mine
to want,
to live.

Ambition

Ambition

My own
breath
knows no
bounds inhale
life
into my every
pursuit.
By my will
it already
is.

Gatekeeper

Gatekeeper

Stop gifting me presents I

Don't want to keep

Wrapped in fragility and

Breaking like

Ceramic

Dolls

That should have been kept

On the shelf

Where my childhood

Was

Disappeared

Now

Like everything that

Used to be.

I am not the gatekeeper

Of memories
Artifacts

Once strewn on the dining room table

Is it not

Typical

That I should be put

in charge 

Of keeping them safe and happy

Like I always was

Only they can't be

So why are you

Asking me

Handing me

Boxes

That I never

Asked for. 

Wild thing

WILD THING

You do your fierce

dance

ignoring jeers

thoughts of

failure

Saddle me up

insulate me to my

fragile

core

And when I yell

and cry that you're

not enough

too much

too large

You remind me - we are young again,

carefree

though never careless.

Ode to the belly

that stays

strong

endures

the waves of a lost and found

girl

Still playing

working

laughing

always

inside

me.