DARK FANTASY AUTHOR
You and Me in the Story
Who to be, who to be
Torn apart
by all I see
Attempts at Funny
and witty
In vain for dreams
of being pretty
Try so hard for
unattainable perfection
Judgment thrives
and spreads the infection
No good, no good
How we never could
Be just like them
Despite efforts we spend
Who to be who to be
Well, I know I can’t be me
I’m not like them
I seem foreign
Too many things
That growing up brings
I’m not prepared
My ego scared
In need of a light
To blind the fright
Who to be, who to be
Could you be the one
to save me
Your stories are diverse
Help me see things
in reverse
You give me hope
And ways to cope
A character of the past
Your influence will last
I can be you
and I can be me
Inside your stories
my reflection I see
Who to be, who to be
You must see, you must see
How your story
nurtures my voice
And shows me that I have
a choice
Your struggle and strength
Help at infinite length
I can be me
And others can see
Because through your story
I am free
To do more than flee
Poems
for Justice
Instead, for Me
If I am going to survive this life,
I must conform or be made to suffer.
Even if it means a life of her strife.
Lesser of two evils, is still evil.
Loud, quiet, funny, shy, which to choose.
Sad, I must choose, seeming so medieval.
Tomboy, girly, sexy, man hater, loose.
Which piece of the puzzle will I form to?
My desire to appease and fit,
Cuts and shapes me, severing parts of who,
I was before this now life changing skit.
Will the far future find me again true?
Now so young, and so lost in all of it.
It hurts me to change and lose part of me.
Maybe soon, the world will change instead, for me
These first poems are a few of the poems I wrote for a social justice project in my master's program. My focus was on social justice for young and adolescent girls, as well as the struggles of women portrayed in literary works such as, Sanda Cisneros', House on Mango Street.
Wish Upon a Star
Wish, oh wish upon that star.
It will get you oh so far.
Wish for love, romance and fairytales.
Beg for it, search for it, say those prayers.
Once you have found what you desire,
Settle, settle, for the fantasies of old.
Without them, you’ll get lost in the fire.
Burned alive in the realities of the cold,
Indifferences of the world.
Passion, passion, have you gone?
Where ,oh where, did I go wrong?
The tales, the stories, fading away.
Fighting, hiding, is this the dream?
The stories we chase to bring us smiles
In a world of darkness that does not gleam.
No one warned of these long hard miles,
Of struggle and oppression and mediocrity.
Life, please don’t spoil me with your pity
Duped, fooled, thwarted,
At times it seems so sordid.
How could I have been so naïve?
A fist, an insult, captivity.
Sucking you into a world of aspiration.
Maybe its not my fault, the acts of society.
Hiding the truths of desperation.
Well here it is, the truth of this misery.
Will you accept or plead insanity?
GIRL
The Good Fight
Fight, please fight
To be heard
Give em’ all you’ve got
It can start with a word
Fight, please fight
To be true
Show ‘em who you are
The true, genuine you
Fight, please fight
I won’t be easy
Tell ‘em how you feel
Stop trying to be pleasy
Fight, please fight
For the younger gen
Model ‘em strength
No looking back then
Fight, please fight
For me and you
Bring ‘em your gifts
We won’t forget who
Fought the good
Fight
Her Haiku
Pretty, Pink, Petite
Never let 'em Play
We play the Boy Way
Poems for Healing
Poetry for poetry's sake. Poetry from my heart.
Beyond Imagination
There is a place
neither here, nor there
where reality quiets
and dreams awaken
Beyond what is tangible
Acceptable
and Sensible
Often forsaken by
Growth
Conformity
and Submission
Fear not
All is not lost
Only hiding within
the Calm
Quiet
Beauty of your mind
Find the door
Turn the key
And in the beyond
you will see
Imagination
Vast
Vast is the almighty universe
Endless time
Our souls live on
Through the eternal beauty of
endless space and time that is our home
The almighty universe
breathes into our lives
for only a moment
Until it takes our breath away
Our lives being singular
An insignificant moment
Within its grand scheme
Souls eternally bound
Souls eternally live
Born again
Welcomed back from her beauty
To the time which we know
We live on
From here and beyond
Born again
Past, present, and future to
Be again
Love again
Live again
We are vast
On The Lake
On the lake
On the cusp of a night
adorned with the sounds of
elated splashes
coated in laughter
and frivolity.
Even after the sun has sunk
behind a purple horizon
Fish continue to swim
children continue to play
as a father teaches them
to find joy in the simple
serene qualities
of our teeny tiny corner of the galaxy.
And in the quiet calm on the cusp of the morning
when all the rest of the world has faded away
his children’s amorous eyes catch a glimpse
of the infinity
that is time
and space
of the beauty
and effortlessness
of life.
Whole
Lost, broken and afraid
Desperations of mental aid
Running away in circles of destruction
Drowning my sorrows of painful seduction
Begging for answers, ravaging body, mind, and soul
Looking for a light in my abysmal, black, hole
My fingernails discarded replaced with blood
Struggling to climb out, but never could
It was not long after my hopeless surrender
That you dropped me your rope, strong yet tender
My trust irresolute, your smile reassuring
You pulled me out, your discourse alluring
Taming the beast, you rescued my heart
Over time building me up at each part
Though the weather up here can be stormy
You always find the sun for me
You have personified trust
Helped me to overcome fears of lust
The road is still long and tough
I pray that you have not seen enough
What I mean to say to you is
You have made me whole,
T i m e l e s s
See that, which goes unseen
Hear that, which goes unheard
Say that, which goes unsaid
and
Do, what often goes undone
Transcend acceptance
To become
T i m e l e s s
Finding Beauty
Here I am
back
where you left me
Somehow
still moving
forward
Finding
strength
in my
weakest moments
Hope
amongst my gravest
fears
Light
Hidden
In the
darkest
corners of
my closet
Beauty
within the
ugly
truth
of it all
It is here
Where I
Grow
and find the
meaning
OF LIFE