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Golden iris
In honor of my great-grandmother, Elizabeth Sawyer, who raised the best mother I could ever have.
This week during the steaming afternoon
of a Delaware Wednesday in late May
my mother told me she hated the in- -
Myth of the Reaper
The sounds of some louder men stain
The sheets of some quieter women.
Then grows the silence that reaps the hills
Where Death seldom speaks.
I've heard the voice of the Grim Reaper;
She is as holy as she is deadly. -
Inquiries for Greek Gods and Goddesses
I want to shed my skin like a snake and
be offered to gods of divinity;
Aphrodite is it possible to
be beautiful without immortal youth?
I stick in the blunt tongues of sinners like -
It's Memorial Day-
It’s Memorial Day-
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Mother Don't Leave Me
Mother don’t leave me, raise me like one of your garden beds.
Mother don’t leave me, teach me everything you know about soil, about nature.
Mother don’t leave me, show me how to navigate the forest after a storm. -
Mother Deerest
My baby was stolen in the late afternoon of a wet spring day
as we grazed the forest in peace with no worry in our minds.
I had warned her of the greedy beast who stalked our home,
Loves
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For Mom
I love my mom
Everything I’ve learned in life
is thanks to her
She's the woman that has been by my side
since the day I was brought into this world
She's the woman that loved me and cared for me
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I Never Will
I still dream about that year.
I still can remember everything there:
The sight, sound, smell, everything.
With every year that goes past,
I hold the memories closer and closer to my heart. -
For the First Time
Deep in my heart,
I still wonder what went wrong.
Somewhere along the way,
Everything fell.Every day something falls,
But these days I can't seem to build it back up. -
In All Eyes
And as summer leaves,
Fall sings through the breeze.
Flowers start to wilt
As the world tilts.
Even as it dies,
Nature is beautiful in all eyes. -
Time isn't right
I wish I wasn't born like this,
As if my life depends on the time,
I can't wait or it'll be too late.
I look at myself and feel the same disgust,
As all those years ago.
