An inspiration to write a poem every day for seven days, release negativity, be yourself no matter what others say or do.
beliefs
Sacred
Warm summer raindrops on my face
Crimson cardinal drinking in blue birdbath
Feather grass waving in the wind
Last lavender and white iris before first frost
Cups of coffee from Chiapas at 6 in the morning
The sunning rattlesnake lying by my feet
Horses running wild and free
Facebook messages from friends far away
Waterfall’s roar after the thunderstorm
Night songs–coyote, cricket, nighthawk, frogs, hoot owl
Life
Aging
“Rage, Rage, against the dying of the light.” Dylan Thomas
Custom says, “Age gracefully.”
Are they crazy, dumb!
Who wants to look
old
wrinkled
grey?
They lie!
All of them.
Who wants a broken mind
confused
unfocused
lost?
Shoot me!
Burn my bones.
Scatter them
in the desert sands
to feed
desert willow where
rattlesnakes lie
searching for shade.
Meeting on the Internet
Who are you?
Are you
who you
say you are?
Is your profile
a lie to
attract the gullible
or your heart’s
outpourings,
your soul
open
for all
to see?
Will you tell me
truths or
lies copied
off a website
designed for predators
cleverly disguised?
Will we dream of
touching,
mouth to mouth
passion,
bodies hungry
or perhaps
a relapse
into despair,
malaise?
Will we grow
to love
happiness
or to cynicism,
disillusionment,
a lie?
Women-3
I am daughter
of moonlight over desert landscapes
of emptiness and endless expanses.
Too many trees stifle my soul,
enclose
engulf
suffocate
Let me see long,
watch the far horizon,
listen to the wind.
I am daughter
of puma, of jaguar,
stealing through black night
under endless stars.
Alone
wild
free.
Let me wander distances
watchful, timeless.
I am daughter
of the ancients
wise
mysterious
windblown
stark
all knowing.
Let me walk into the sunset
talk with gods.
I am daughter of the universe.
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