Sunday, July 14, 2013

Poem: WRITE

July 12, 2013
-WRITE-
He says
Write to remember
Like I could write it all
Start with one thought
Pen to page
Spray can to wall
Write the bad ink
Write what You think
Write the daydreams
Write the ugly scenes
Write regrets from childhood
‘til you can step back and heal them
Write the tones you love,
‘til your eyes reveal them
Write away the notes you missed
Write the boys and girls you
kissed
Write the energy that has no words
only sound
only a letter
only vowels
like "Ahhh" and "Oh"
high note to low
Write the marvelous and the terrible
The ones you want
who never show
Write what happens
Write forgiveness
Write junk-crowded shop on Pine St.
stuffed with potential, broken memories, and suspicions
Write the doubt
they made you feel
like you’d break everything and steal
if they turned their backs for a minute
if they let you revel in it
Then write how you chose
not
to feel that….
Write what happened in the aftermath,
You bought lavender yarn so your mother
can save babies
by knitting hats
Write maybes
Write connections
Share these at your discretion.
Write the lies you imagine people tell
Write when they're "telling the truth"
too
well.
Write a vision of Heaven,
Write your version
of Hell.
Write daydreams.
Write the way nothing changes when you're depressed
when you're worn down and saturated
with
loneliness
Write how the very air around you
can feel
too tight,
then,
Write how everything
shifts in the light--
Write Light.
Write the night
Write the terror out of nightmares
and security into fright
When everything feels wrong
Write just
what is
Right.
Write daydreams
Write fullness when you’re empty
Write few words when you hear many
Write why you know that you
are always blessed with plenty
Write the meaning of completeness, High Priestess spinning ministry
Write daydreams
Write the way the sun seems when you’re sad and when you’re happy
Write like you’re clapping
Write as if you’re rapping a future generation’s history
Write the way you think you wish they’d look back and see it and maybe
It’ll happen
Then and
There
Now and
Everywhere.
Write how anything can happen anywhere.
Write the words of the voiceless
Write the lives of the lifeless
Write the way that freedom feels when you let go of all that’s worthless
Write how birds fly home in summers
Write full pages without number
Write
Write pregnant women smoking
Write bikers without helmets
Write the insanity of risk-taking that makes me ask
Who is to blame for this?
Write the improvement of your Aunt Judy
Write how humans have no limits.
Write health, wealth, and good fortune
Write how exercise makes you young again
Write how technology saves us, and makes us crazy,
How it can support us, and how it can make us lazy.
Write the gendered assumptions
That people are just women or men.
Write the can’t-breathe-stale-smoke oppression
in your throat again
Write how the whistle or the bell sounds
when it calls you home
or sends you off again.
Write the tiger-lily summer when you lost your high school friend.
Write your sadness and excitement
at how beginnings bring on ends.
Write daydreams
Write rain walks and park talks
silent subways, lands of make believe.
Write as though you had no time
Write your way beyond the rhyme
Write the sunrise
and the moonshine
Write the life you haven’t led
Write the cobwebs out of your head
Write of everything you needed that
you were never fed.
Write the cycles of love
The patterns of stars
The rhythm of tides
What life’s like on Mars
Then come back to Earth.
Write the composition of Pride
Write the directions to every
Buried treasure you find.
Write the trials of your life
Write the essence of your mind
Write.
Write the recipes your grandmother knew by heart
Write the questions you haven’t asked
Write the ice right off your heart
Write the world the way strangers you meet want it to be
Write what they hear; write what they see.
Write shoes onto children’s feet.
Write a story of peace, in our time, peace,
Write.
Write healthy birth into hopeless space
Write care upon apathy’s face
Write understanding where graffiti cries
Write love songs, sonnets, work songs, lullabies
Write.
Write like everything matters
Write overflowing platters
For people who never had to worry for what to eat
And for those whose meals for years
have been given in sympathy on the street
Write new answers to ancient riddles and tests
Write interpretations never considered
Write your lucky guess
Write loud and bold
Write sweet and soft
Keep writing when the train stops
Write
‘til you
get off.
CBF July 2013

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