Monday, November 11, 2019

Some oldies but goodies...

Daughter

Daughter
Be Strong.
You are all of my dreaming
Filled with the breath
Of a girl-child.
Be strong
Against my neediness.
Be your own self.

My daughter,
I cried bringing you into
This world, a baby
Small and weak.
A girl-baby,
Who’ll protect her?
Now I applaud
Your fierce spirit.
I say with pride,
“She’s stubborn.”
I stand up and applaud
Your independence
I kiss the tears away
When you tire and fall.
I lose when I try
To outsmart you.
And my heart aches
As I watch you
Sprawled asleep.

Milagros, my daughter,
Cry all your tears
And laugh all your laughter.
Scream all your pain.
These things are free
Like rain and
No one can take them
Away.

13th November 1992


Song of the Sea

8.5.99

I wish to tell you
the tale and the true, you sang
me a song and that song is you.
Come
and I’ll sing you the song
of the sea. You’ll know by its silence that
that song is me.
You’ll drink in its pauses and drown
in its notes that thrums
on your lips and tickles your throat.
This is the sea
and the strange and the soul
of the quest,
that everyone knows but nobody gets.
This is the song
(the song of the sea)
of the real and the true and the why
that’s in me.

This is the song that is me. 




Some Girls

Some girls
stay home at night
keep their knees together
tight. Wear appropriate clothing
for every occasion.  Own pale pink
sweater sets with add-a-pearl
necklaces. Save themselves
for the marriage bed. Never
a rebellious thought in their head.
Always content when they turn out the light.
Some girls do everything right.

Some girls
stay up late,
give it up on the very first date.
Curse at their parents and
run from cops. Some girls
don’t know when to stop.
Tease their hair and wear
tight pants and tube tops. Hang
with the boys, drink beer in the woods.
Some girls are up to no good. 



1st September 1997

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