EverlastingWaves

i can't even look
at the pale white curtains
without my eyes
getting burned

the sunlight
through the curtain
is still
blinding
but i can't look away

it gives off a feeling
if you stare at it
for a while

i am
restrained
from singing high
and yelling out
and dancing strong
because
i don't want to
lose my pride
when people laugh
so i am restrained
from being the girl
who dances
and sings
and yells

poetry
belongs
not to the hand
not to the mind
but to the heart.
it sings clearly
for each person
you just need to
listen carefully
and hear it.
it sounds different
to each
and every person.

if i could
i would break the record
of climbing on clouds
i would hike up
the feathery mountains
tickling my bare feet
it would grow colder
but i would climb on
i would leave the world
of rain
and reach
Above

I just learned this month is women's history month. I think that's amazing, and that it's good that people are looking at women history and seeing just how amazing all of us are. Here are four of my favorite women figures. Enjoy!

after the party
everyone is
drained
and weary
the ground is littered
with remnants
of forgotten exitment
the moon hangs low
over the smoke-filled sky
and the only light
comes from headlights
of the leaving cars