Category Archives: roots

Gin

That spiky juniper

is all at once

prickly

and smooth

It warms

and wanders

down

Comforting

but

Easing little

and stirring

my mind

causing a storm

with each sip

 

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Older Sister

Our sister

Puts up

with your shit

She should please you

in all ways

two kids

one man

Working

conservative

and cunning

But you still

cut her down

Her hair

Her weight

Her ways

You should know

She’s your only ally

Out of three

To a mother

you love no more

You should treat her better

than bitter children,

who know better

 

Goddess Song

My body isn’t quiet,

nor still,

It moves,

elegantly sleek

or unladylike undulations

duality in design.

my voice, rumbles

like thunder

my intellect strikes

like lightening

Quick and hot

I make fire

and fan flames

it is mine

It is home

a shape

punctuated with

slight flare

that swells out

my breast

and the bones

of my hips

Upturned nipples

smile rosily at me

from below

Long legs open

and part

Like the lips of a young girl

With the smile

of a knowing woman

and the cleverness of the crone

 

Through the arch of my foot

I move mountains

 

In every woman

the soul of a predator

in the body of prey

making men humble

since before the trick of time

Father

Father,

I’ve always had this sense of self

That’s set your teeth on edge

perhaps, part is pride

But mostly, I think

it’s definite disdain

at my defiance

To be nothing, but who I am

unapologetically aware and uncaring

You used to try to dote on me

a dainty doll, you thought

but I was never docile on your lap

squirmed away, no rhyme or reason

childish willfullness

turned to adult aloofness

You care less and less for me

your wild daughter

Mouthy and mysterious

Maybe I remind you

of another rebellious rogue

you tossed like trash?