Grayscale

Easy it is to write it in white,
Soothing to read,
A positive ray of light.
But you over look the truth,
When you refuse to accept
The dark and the shadows
And the black of the night.

Now here we sit,
Me and my blue,
Next to you and your yellow lies.
But it’s all laid out in front of us,
So clearly in black and white.

a.l.c

**There is always black and white, light and dark in everything. I believe it’s important to be able to see all sides in everything, without judgment. We search for light and happiness and we run away from things that make us feel any less because we have already decided feeling any other way is unacceptable and uncomfortable. For many, it’s easy to embrace the light and difficult to look in the shadows, often denying its existence for our own comfort. This makes us miss out on experiencing all the parts of our spiritual human experience. We miss out on connections with others because we are unable to truly understand them when we refuse to see through their eyes. Don’t be afraid to see all sides, don’t be afraid to feel.

Voiceless

I worry these words will fail me,
As feeling mute becomes familiar.
I bite my tongue more than not,
Only to hold on to every thought.
How vaguely, dense words become
When left to sit turning stale,
Thought to fade out
The way night dims from day.
Stories in my throat
Speak up into my brain,
Where I shove all my secrets
And stupid shit I never say.

a.l.c

Repression

Alone again, I find myself
With thoughts I’m shy to say.
I am weakened by fantasies of us
And my body whines and begs.
Why am I embarrassed,
Cursed with woman shame??
I’m the only one that knows
When my mind plays this game.
Still I turn red to think the words
My lips burn hot to say,
So I am wounded by unmet needs,
Bruised, heavy with body’s heartbreak.

a.l.c

***All creatures are born as sexual beings, it is only societal shame that makes us think it is not normal, not acceptable. This is especially true for women as most have been taught/told from a young age even how to sit “appropriately”, while boys get to sit however. (Though there is sexual shame surrounding men/masculinity as well.) From a young age we watch our own mothers, grandmothers, aunts, teachers go about their lives worrying how their actions and behaviors might “tease” men or be judged as “wrong” by other women. If we want to be seen/treated as equal, it needs to be in all areas… including ones that are difficult, embarrassing, or considered taboo to talk about. Desire and sexuality are only human, in men and women.

Eve

I will hold space for you,
In my heart,
In my womb.
Another petal bruised
Affects my garden too.
So many colors,
So many shapes,
The masterpiece of woman.
Who would hurt something
So delicate, so welcoming,
So…soft with the need to love,
Heavy with desire to be loved?

I will hold space for you,
We can stand tall together.
Welcome the wind now,
I will catch you if you fall.

a.l.c

(IG-pouringtruth)

Love poem (to myself)

I am not afraid
Of your heated, frosty bite
Or your icy, hot moods,
I embrace you always.

I am not afraid
When you turn away
Your eyes from mine,
I still hold your heart.

I am not afraid
Of your ‘weak’ spots
Or your ‘darker’ sides,
I want your vulnerability.

I am not afraid
Of what you keep inside
Or the thoughts you think,
I am not afraid to love you.

a.l.c