We dare to defend our rights

We dare to defend our rights

A Poem by Laura Lynn

Secondly, we imagine all sorts of things and we share these imaginings.
eagles deal with decomposition and egotism, but the truth shall be self-mastery.
curved almost seeming carved, they want fashion shows, they want to share pictures.
orderly it is not, I have lists to conquer, we dare defend our rights, the sword in
Netherlands. I want to work for my living and my trade, but I want to serve a man,
Alabama, not just any man.  Alabama, you love me, I know you do, but I’m not about to
risk wasting the rest of my life making love to your women too.  All of these women are ours.
I want to see; I want to see a fairness, and for things to be even, having a child a big thing,
and having a grandfather another big thing.  The money won’t go away.  Our land is both rich and poor.
miracle upon miracle this is just a draft, my child loves me; when you are with your child you will love him
entirely, or her if she is a girl.  They are so precious to us, but Lord there is miscarriage.  We have rights?
nobody defends our rights, why do they have a motto is that the secret? It’s basic and scaring is bad.  No.
to scare out of love, as if there could be somebody more this or that, and there is a lesser than, greater than
ominously is it out there, no more comparisons only things, a character, an animal, a thing, secondly


secondary, she gave the person homage, you have to be very careful, I had tried to find the right books
excellent books, to tell me how to be perfect and how to avoid divorce and how to know what God wanted his
children to do.  Someone explained that all people were God’s children, but he wasn’t my anything.
Onyx, a translucent chalcedony…we are a people who like to be alone.  I am the opposite.  I am a modern
nobody woman, not pretty, I know it, with a terrible skin condition, how do we heal it?  The people can be
daring. Degradation is an item of study, Alabama, I don’t know you, didn’t they tell me you were racist?
Attainable ATM, I remember the cab driver had to take me there from the airport, I didn’t have a lot. The
roadside looked more dangerous than I had thought previously.  I didn’t think I could walk.  I felt
incapable of not spending money.  I shared what I had with the people there.  I gave money to the hotel, in
orbit satellites, someone told me that I had to use Orbitz to travel It was secondary to the airline bookings…

© 2014 Laura Lynn


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Your poems are really different from what I usually see, they're like poetic stories. Is this the acrostic form you mentioned? I wasn't familiar with it, I have a ways to go myself. This one was interesting, not sure I have it figured out though. From the title and a few things near the beginning, I though maybe it had something to do with the Civil War, but then as I continue on I feel it's about either a woman's problems starting a family in Alabama, finding a husband, or living up to the image that a woman her age should be married by then? Definitely nothing in the Civil War lol, Orbitz and airline bookings are a ways ahead in time from that...

Posted 9 Years Ago


Once again a fantastic piece! Your imagery and imagination are amazing, this is a story that spirals up and down and is very well put together! You're great keep it going!

Posted 9 Years Ago



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Laura Lynn
Laura Lynn

Fairfax, VA



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