Life rolls steadily onward For the world outside While I am pinned beneath the waves Of sorrow and grief Emptiness and despair. They roll over me in a repeat of the same moment-- Mocking me as my body mocks me with the pangs of a labor that did not bring…
Among the women who have left a mark Indelible and striking as the stars There shall remain the ones who stirred my heart To fierce ambitions, waging well their wars Both global and, yes, personal. But some Remain a summer breeze; a gentle brook And stir but softly, low and…
She takes the wind in hand And scatters rain Leaving footsteps on mountain faces. She speaks life and storms And whispers gently. Reckon not with her Nor call her lovely But see beyond her eyes Into her mind. She knows the wildest fury Of the city Lit at night with…