Multiply

Kiss my lover in the bedroom 

Kiss a stranger in the street 

I fall in love a little 

with everyone I meet 

They say I’m giving it away 

but 

thats a lie

My love just multiplies 

mother//lover

Men are like children

When they come to us 

Letting their strength fall of their shoulders 

Roll down their backs

And drop, softly, to the floor

We hold and caress 

We fill and nourish 

We are the mother and the lover 

Giver of all things sweet 

The silent years

I should’ve know 

When the river dried up 

To a crippled creek 

And then to a trickle 

I should’ve know 

when the poetry stopped

My wings kept beating 

But didn’t make a sound 

Like the noise was sucked out 

of the air 

And there I was 

Silenced 

I should’ve know 

That when I left him 

The dams would burst 

The wind would howl 

And I would write again 

Morning

Morning love 

The sky is pink 

Clambering out of the shower 

And into your arms 

Morning love

Your skin is warm 

It soaks away the coldness of night 

& it melts away the darkness in me 

Nightwatch

I’m pacing in white halls 

under the dim lights 

cold AC & goosebumps  

I am padding silently,

in and out of rooms 

With a flutter of the curtain 

The hours slide by. 

And I keep vigil,  

watching the hearts on my screen 

as they keep marching on 

Fight/Flight

Faced with danger,

I wanted to run

(And that I won’t judge) 

It’s in my blood 

to be the one 

who lives 

Faced with danger 

I wanted to fight 

my hand on his throat and I 

scream out the lights 

It’s in my blood 

to boil 

The genes that carry 

(on & on)

are the ones that grit their teeth,

that plant their feet, 

that do what must be done.  

Whether fight or run

The genes that carry

carry a will to live