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From the moment I opened
My tiny Green Eyes.
My first peircing cries,
gasping for air to humanize
this new vehicle~ now defined
in this skin that binds
me to the Earth~ energy,movement,sences
hog tied
stupified, I have been compartmentalized
Into this flesh, now I must begin to reorganize
my thoughts,what am I?
questions blindside
I must learn to connect~ objectify
what it means to be modified, socialized
I can feel my connection to the Earth the Air, the Tide
magnetized, mesmerized
Electrified
Yet~bound in newborn confines
Helpless,hungry,soiled~Horrified
I cry and cry
for nothing I say comes out right!
FRUSTERATED! I search for any comforting sight
finally ~ warm hands, soothing words, then flight,as I am lifted from darkness
and carried into the light
Offered refreshment;liquid,warm,& spiked
with love& with spirit& ties that bind
Ancestors& bloodlines
pass down the vine
understanding,insight,tantilizes
questioning the undefined
boundries of the universe~ unconfined
nurishment,contentment,soft breast heartbeat,of this Mother of mine
feeling~wanted,loved,adored,captified
by the people who show love to me
"Family" clarified
This woman,who calms with coos& sighs with the man by her side
I'm safe,I'm connected,I have a new tribe
To comunicate~ I just pout, whine& cry
Someone comes quickly to figure out why
They bounce,they sing,& they feed me
as They dry My tiny Green Eyes...
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yes.
i see what you mean, 'chell ... i think you're right, about that soul tribe thang. very nice to read you.
Metered and rhymed perfectly, a mesmeizing entry and write! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Take care,
Sherry
Regis