framed

I look through you
you open the world to me
my umbilical cord to the universe of clarity
 
basically
you frame my eyes
but to onlookers
you frame my appearance
and my abilities
 
intelligent
reserved
aesthetic
definitely not athletic!
 
my!
 
how small frames
thus worn
open all possibilities to me
yet close them
to those who see

(Dedicated to anyone who wears glasses)

Tight

i am a limpet
in love
 
if i choose you
and
you, foolishly, choose me
i will leap
from the ground
and
wrap my arms
and legs
about you
tightly
tangled
in your hydroponic focus
 
giddy
and scalp bleeding
i promise
to grow a
lethal barnacle
around our love
cutting any
who
try to
crowbar
us
apart

with warmth
and moisture
between us
we grow our own
food
and live
oblivious
 
to
genocide
toxic contamination
and global warming
in our
pearly shell house
 

Still In My Dreams

Got into bed the other night
pulled the covers up and curled up tight
I didn’t know I was about to see
the freedom of me

I dreamt that I spoke out loud
owned what I said and stood up proud
wasn’t afraid of anyone
sss, hot as the sun

Still in my dreams, still in my dreams
still in my dreams, still in my dreams
still in my dreams, still in my dreams
I wish I was still in my dreams

When the power brokers came out to play
I didn’t shrink or step away
politicians, bankers, they don’t frighten me
I was tall as a tree

I corrected their mistaken impressions
in kindness and heart I gave them lessons
I told them it’s a privilege to serve
they don’t deserve

Still in my dreams…

I don’t want to have to dream to be free
to sleep to acknowledge the power that’s in me
I want to wake up with all of this fight
a gift from the night

This is a power we all possess
that we relinquish to those who oppress us
so don’t give in to society’s cries
don’t shrink in their lies

Still in my dreams…….

Published in Crannog, Ireland 2003