TO BE HEARD AMID THE MAYHEM

15/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

Hear me roar,
Here me howl,
Hear me tell
Tongue twisting tales
Of terror and tragedy,
Tense and tightly
Woven in apathy,

Here me roar,
Here me howl,
Here me cry
Torrents of tears
To tear through territories
Too timid to ask for comfort,
Too disjointed to unite minorities,

Here me roar,
Here me howl,
Here me slap
The truth on the table,
Cut the lies with a knife,
Drain the good from the bad,
Starve the sin to save the life,

Hear me roar,
Here me howl,
Here me laugh
At all the unbearables,
Rise above all that’s insurmountable,
Ignore all the incidentals,
Defy all that’s undefeatable,

Hear me roar,
Here me howl,
Here me sing
Of the hand that helped me,
Rejoice in the words healed kept me,
Be reborn through the ones who freed me,
Be remembered in the hearts that sheltered me.

THE KISS GOODBYE

14/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

I kissed you goodbye
To remind us
Of all that had failed,
Of all that we’d missed
Since we had first kissed,

I kissed you goodbye
For the hunger,
For the itch and ache
That remains unquenched,
Still famished and benched,

I kissed you goodbye
And I held you,
Body on body,
With our breaths combined
And our tongues entwined,

I kissed you goodbye
To test myself
Or just to tease you,
Remember what was,
To stop time, to pause

I kissed you goodbye
Longing, lusting
For to be naked,
For to be sweating,
Fucking forgetting,

I kissed you goodbye
To seal our fate
Now off and flying
In different directions
While hiding erections,

I kissed you goodbye
Your lips on mine,
Your face in my hands,
Your scent, your essence
Left in your absence

I kissed you goodbye
And tasted you,
Then I smiled at you
And then released you
But in reality I’d already I lost you…

ON THE DOORSTEP

13/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

On the doorstep
On the threshold
The corner turns itself on me and I stand ready

Waiting for the opening
Waiting for the light
Waiting for the release.

On the doorstep
At the line
The path diverges on front of me, asking me to choose

Waiting for the decision
Waiting for the answer
Waiting for the follow on.

On the doorstep
Of a new life
The past never more present and the future unfolding

Waiting to be revealed
Waiting to be taken
Waiting to be felt

I take a breath and…

INNER VISIONS; THE JOURNEY OF PRIDE AND GLORY

11/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

Alone now, walking away
Knowing it to be forever,
Alone and crying now
But shedding
Not only tears of pain
For in crying I am cleansing,
Rejoicing now, feeling strength
That had too long slumbered,
Alone now, but cherishing,
Holding all that is mine.

Alone now, slowly returning
To my natural state,
My own body embracing,
Like the wind, nurturing,
Nourishing myself,
Living alone now, returning,
Slowly all natural states eclipse,
For in returning I am moved,
Almost elevated, parallel
To all I’m destined to become.

Still waters rested, resisted
Temptations to swim
From stream to river
And ocean but, alone now,
Moved on while returning
Through newfound power
I de-slumber the stream,
Angelic visions send ripples
Through the river, mapping
Out my path to the ocean.

From here, I shall be
Deepened, with my freedom,
I shall be welcomed,
In my awareness, I shall be
Gifted, granted innocence,
Awaken now, oh inner child,
Let inner eyes pour grace
And vision, awaken my soul
And evoke my spirit,
Alone, I shall dance
To the music of your words,
Floating, I shall embrace
The reformation of myself,
Alone now, I sing to our glory
Do listen to my words
For this, alone, is my pride, my story.

147, ALL THAT YOU CANNOT KILL

10/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / 1 Comment

I am the voice of the innocent
Hear me,
I am the voice of the frightened
Fear me,
I am the voice of the dead
Remember me,
I am the voice in your head
Though you killed me.

I am the blood on the floor
See me,
I am the blood on your clothes
Feel me,
I am the blood on the books
Read me,
I am the blood on your hands
You’ll never clean me.

I was the light in this world
Honestly,
I was the youth of this world
Truly,
I was future, I was king
Rightly,
I was hope, I was joy
Till you denied me.

I am the shadow on the wall
See me,
I am the shadow on your soul
Feel me,
I am the shadow on your shadow
You’ll never lose me,
I am the shadow of all sorrows
Soothe me.

I wasn’t black, I wasn’t white
I was human,
I wasn’t gay, I wasn’t straight
I was human,
I wasn’t left, I wasn’t right
I was human,
But what you did, but what you took
Can you be human?

I was a child, not a judge
Yet you killed me,
I was a student learning life
But you killed me,
Not your husband, not your wife
Still you killed me,
I am gone, but I am greater
You’re gonna wish you never killed me.

CINQUAIN FOR THE JOURNEY ONWARDS

08/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

We hold
On so tightly
To so much of the past
That it can make the future feel
So far

And yet

We can
In every heart
Heal all that came before
And take a step to our future
At peace

SEASONAL SHIFT

07/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

I shift like nature, calling snows
To coat me, cover me in a crisp
Canvas of change to bathe in,
To be reborn in, before I skate away
From winds that wither my world.
Bone chilled, I can wander off
To warmer shores, eager for sun
To sooth me, to sink within me
In the form of friend, in the hope
Of something more significant,
Safely steering past the storms
Sent solely to scare, to remind me
Of nature and it’s naughtiness,
Prickling and pruning me, nipping
Away at my every blossom, often
Plucking me at every possibility.
I can be a season of hurricanes,
All harshened and hardened
By human history. I too can tear
Through territories and leave
My markings. I can command a sea
Of storms, all of my own making,
And rise a wave to part the oceans,
To aid me in my crossing to a new
Wide world of my own creation.

BLANK CANVAS

06/04/201503/11/2015 / deuxiemepeau / Leave a comment

I thought it lonely
To be together
With so much standing
In between,
But now,
In this solitude,
These moments tick
Like echoes
Of what’s been lost,
Like laughter
Now fading,
Like love
Now separating,
Like the time shared
Now a fragment of another life,
Another hold we let go of,
Another force to fragile to fight.

I though it lonely
To be together
But this solitary life
Is not the picture
I wanted to paint,
There is too much still life,
All but lines and lessons,
No rhythm,
No reason,
Only a melancholy
In its lack of movement.

White,
Black page,
Blank canvas,
Again?