Chaotic Beauty

Fifty years is long enough
to pretend
that nature can be commanded.

My hair at least always knew,
resisting orders to stay straight.

My sweetheart knows
I’m something of a sister to a selkie,
with two worlds running in my veins.

Fifty years is too long
to go without embracing
the chaotic beauty of my colors.

It’s too long to deny
the stories that want to flow,
especially when I’ve found
someone who wants to listen to them.

Photo by Paula Campos on Unsplash



Song Choice: Caotica Belleza by Esteman ft Natalia Lafourcade A translation of the lyrics can be found here.

Chado

In the sonnet of the ceremony
this restless girl
finds her heart
floating in the moment
water touches tea.



Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for Poets and Storytellers United's Friday Writings Prompt, Hobby Time

Mad Girls Musing

Charlotte: With somber mien
                 they exhort us to mistrust our eyes.
                 I will not subject myself to their "truth".
                 My eyes and spirit remain free.

Sylvia:     Free? For how long?
                They’ll force feed us "facts"
                until we vomit up blood.
                They’ll gouge our eyes with diversions
                until our souls are hulled.

Me:         There is no way out but through.
                Alone, it is impossible.
                I breathe in the strength
                of a world that rebels by living.
                I hope it is enough.


Photo by Amy Hirschi on Unsplash



Song Choice: I Won't Back Down covered by Dawn Landes

Liner Notes for This Groove: This piece was originally inspired by the prompt given over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads: Twitter Me a Gothic Poem, where Magaly asked us to create a poem from tweets from two of the writers she has listed, and our own tweet back at them. I chose Charlotte Bronte and Sylvia Plath. I've also linked it to Poets and Storytellers United's Friday Writings prompt, Different Points of View