Saturday, June 29, 2013

Mama's Promise

Mama loves you, Threesome,
more than you'll ever know.
And I didn't "leave" you, (Promise!)
even though I had to go.

An 'venture Mama left to start,
a life-worth-living, see?
And though I'm gone most days from you,
my Love will always BE.

You're Heart to me, my little girls,
my Joy, my Strength, my Own.
As lonely as it feels at times,
you never are alone.

I'm crying as I write this,
so many tears we've shed.
But Hope springs new, and Hope there is,
in our lives, soon up ahead.

My dream for you? You'll see the day,
as Mama knows you can,
that fam'ly sometimes changes,
but, LOVE, it always stands!

In the Shade of this Tree

In the shade of this tree,
I'm searching for ME.
With one final glance
to the things of the past,
I find that the choice
to use my own voice
is power for me,
in the shade of this tree.

In the shade of this tree,
I set myself free.
My journey's my own.
Only I can make known
that the strength that I find
is the will of MY mind;
And the courage to stand?
In the palm of my hand.
Finding love, just for me,
in the shade of this tree.

In the shade of this tree,
I choose just to BE.
The future's unknown,
not written in stone.
The past, no more tears;
they're unwelcome here.
I've fin'lly found me,
in the shade of this tree.

"Yes" (To a Child)

Where could I go,
if no one said, "No,
you can't make the attempt,
you're too wild and unkempt?"

I could race cars
or visit the stars,
or be the first one
to harness the sun.

I'll write the best book
or learn how to cook,
to show magic with tricks
or ballet, with high-kicks.

So when I ask, "Please,
may I try Those or These?
(whether boy or young girl)
I would give it a whirl."

And maybe I'll find
where my heart and my mind
show me life can be blessed,
when people say, "Yes."

Wedding Bells

I married my Self today.
I'd gotten carried away
by the Need and the Greed of filling my heart
(that breakable part)
with You, and with Them, with It and with That.
Tired, and worn, and broken, in fact;
So for my Love's health,
I married myself.

I vow to be Strong and Patient and Tough,
but Gentle enough to get through the Stuff.
From here and today,
I always will say:
Til death do us part,
I protect my own heart.
And I'm strong enough now
(Only I know the How)
to keep it that way.
I got married today.

Fingers

The Law of Thermodynamics states
perpetual motion cannot exist,
but the pursuit persists.

Friction, heat, entropy, pressure
slow my fingers
as they traverse your plains,
your valleys, your mountains, your caverns.

From here to there,
charting your response.
Skin to skin, fingers to heart.
Your terrain is my refrain.

Touching, feeling, caressing,
merging the energy of your heat
and my desire-
in perpetuity.