Future

Creep slowly or he'll hear you
your heart as it is thudding
Your blood rushes so hard
in your ears it sounds like flooding
Your skin so tight and anxious
that the air seems it could burn it
The front door handle looms
but there's too much fear to turn it
You think you hear approaching steps
certain he is lurking
The sounds that pour from quiet
leave you swiveling and jerking
Your stomach is a gymnast
your knees feel weak as straw
You grab the handle tightly
like the clenching of your jaw
You ease the door to open
and run forth toward your future
You may still hold the scars
but there will be no more sutures

When We Began to Roar

The idea of her was whispers
told in boxy chambers
The conclusion unavoidable
and who could really blame her

Once power killed compassion
and the weak were left to languish
and towering bleached statues
smirked upon their anguish

She rose from scalding fires
she brushed away the ash
refusing mere perceptions
such as apron, gown or sash

Her heart gave her the bravery
but her mind gave her a sword
No more could she allow
the future we were moving toward

So the fight was started quietly
and grew into a din
For only those who led with love
could ever hope to win

When Dreams Get Ugly

It is just a step
that is all you need take
though your legs tend to wobble
as if they would break

Crawl if you must
whatever is needed
to move farther from
what has maimed and impeded

Drag what is left
into a new space
Claw, scream, and fight
this is no time for grace

No matter how much
you have felt it and bled it
this is not the end
until you have said it

Fight

I feel an urge to fight
To let my power flow
To punch and kick and bite
To let my warrior show
I long to leave my mark
With teeth and claws and bruises
To verify my bark
With the method battle chooses
No sword or ax will triumph
For she who has no options
Wields this primal violence
And has patience not for caution
Just an overwhelming rush
That never will be sated
To rip and tear and crush
Til her need has been abated

The Endless Round

My thoughts like a pugilist
knocking me airless
my thoughts are so heavy
but my actions are careless
Ducking and swaying
and doing the dance
but I still feel the blows
and the dumbfounded trance
can't get my focus
can't dodge the fist
the mat is so bloody
from the knuckles I've kissed
but I must stand again
cause the bell just won't sound
and perhaps lumps and gashes
are where answers are found
so I rise once again
and I let the hits come
for this all will resolve
when the pain has gone numb

Betrayal

Undaunted I stare at you
try not to glare at you
Hoping my look is conveying enough

Your story jumps here to there
Alibi in disrepair
knowing full well I am poised to rebuff

You've underestimated
Just why I've hesitated
Let you exhaust your most fraudulent tongue

Despite what you've spoken
The bond is now broken
Of all of the words you've said I believe none

Bump

Oh injurious moon
Oh treacherous night
as malevolence blooms
I prepare now to fight

The darkness consumes
all in its path
The terror resumes
with a slow evil laugh

My blade slices swift
The blood warm and surging
its claw now adrift
its agony purging

Its bellow rings loud
through the silence it broke
the sound like a crowd
drowning in smoke

The blade finds its place
upon the beasts neck
and aloft soars its face
hurtling on its trek

A unison thump
twixt its body and head
the thing that went bump
in the night is now dead

I Am She

I am she who wields the sword
to fight the rut
to cut the cord
to dominate my universe
to carve the path
I shall traverse

I am she who casts the spell
to turn my mind
away from hell
to find joy in the tiny places
and see the love
that hides in faces

I am she who bears the load
who likes to choose
the untread road
life's lessons guide me ever farther
when life gets hard
I get harder

I am she who roots in love
who digs in deep
removes the gloves
I shed the cage that holds my heart
I'll risk the chance
it's torn apart

Conquer

Kick in the door
Enter with purpose
Ready yourself
Ring up the circus
You know what to do
Let’s get this thing going
Hold tightly to you
Resist to and fro-ing
Excise all the doubters
No need to abide
Know that the pouters
Only stand with their pride

Blossom

Bloom my darlings
burst forth your colors
reveal your offerings to the world
Spread you fragrance far and wide
Mystify them with its richness
satiate them with its graceful presence
Translate the miracle of sun and rain
reassure them of the benefits of both
Show them the beauty that dirt can produce
Dance lightly in the breezes
and furiously in the storms
Prove to them the possibility of survival
through all things
Sleep if you must when the cold and darkness
come again
But when spring returns to you
Don't be afraid to blossom

The Fruits of Rage

The welling eye, the bitten lip, A shudder that breaks just beneath the surface of the skin. A quake that engulfs the body as the red sear of emotion covers your skin. A mind rushes to violence, hands long to batter and choke, legs hungry to kick or stomp or at least stop running. Eyes hold a gaze packed with the tools of war. The body wants to collapse beneath the feeling of it but refuses to give satisfaction to anyone but itself. A ravenous appetite for justice. There will be an end to this be it brave, bloody, or both. There will be a change, the future reshapes itself at this moment. A course is set, a stand is taken, proclaimed as truth from this day forward.

Clutch

Squeezing the meat of my arm

nails dig, knuckles cracking with strain

the flesh breaks, the blood runs

I wrench and squirm, 

but the hold is fast and tight

brutal and laden with pain

The grip has a safety

a comfort that cannot be denied

but it hurts more then it helps

it burns more then it soothes

it mocks me with a brutal contempt

I fight harder, loosen it's grasp

Finally the hold is lost

Finally I am free from all

Finally I am away from all,

alone.