Mid life and The Change

In mid-stream I am trading
devastation:
emancipation,
envisioning new nations
stationed
by the women
who at endings, find beginnings

I’m possessed by new hope,
certain loving's not a bar joke
and living isn’t sinning

where it’s singing that’s the norm
and where self-caring and thought-sharing
aren't just for the wild and daring

where grown children stick around some
and they go when life recalls them;
returning when there's yearning

where life isn't just 'bout learning,
and unskillful is forgiven,
as we're Living for a living!

Oh, and Love? It is forgiving
because loving doesn't stop life
although grieving and leaving
are web to woof of cleaving


...where no one gets a summons
nor to lawyers need be running
where we jog with smiling tigers,
deer acompany the climbers,
where we’re singing, for were chimers,

men are charmers without armors.

Now a rhyme can stop its rhyming
while your heart beats out the timing
and your time is your own mind and
your body is your home and
it's noble to go wandering


See, the past-- it was an ass!
It's a trade off: you made off with

Here your life again's, beginning
you were worn through with the spinning
other peoples' loss and washes
finally drying from the crying
and all that thankless trying
and how you was a-tiring
specially, when he’d be a lying

Say, "Amen!" now, no more living for
them men and all their crying!

Now let Women be One Nation:
We’ve been through the long gestation--
through us worlds had their beginnings,
that’s not something for the anorexic,
the perfect bodied we have wrecked it, yet
where our bodies ended, life was given it beginning!

Now we can stop all the bitching
because we're out of the kitchen!
The men and kids all grew
like we wanted them to,
or so that’s what we said,
thought we feared that we'd be dead
with no one shouting or to carry
Now our time is our own, to the living we
are married.

it’s Our Time, sublime time
and the past: were fine to scratch it,
The future’s still a stranger
we are Present, not arrangers

our minds dreamt on to worlds beyond
the shaming and constraining
Now, new life we are regaining.