ShelterA Poem by Beckie DIn love
This man
This man has become my shelter No clichés No movie lines Simply protection from the rain I am not a fan of romance (Denial! Denial!) A shelter is just a shelter This shelter has a name This shelter with a name Drove me to new dimensions Pulled me out of a dead weight called jealousy To the other side of the country Away from my family Away from my home I'm growing into my skin And it's changing colour and changing shape Mysteries are now capabilities My black and white Christian brainwash Is being gunned down by sense And realistic shades of grey This heart My heart is full of possibilities Rationality and truth is all I've got in my back pocket I've got decisions to make and habits to break There are so many pathways But I'm allowed only one Tolerance is madness but I need it to survive Otherwise I'm dragged down, down ,down All the way to the other side So I'm letting in fools and chauvinists and pigs Letting them into my life so that I can feel generous This man watches everything, everything I do This shelter of mine has a conscience too Watches without judgement Loves without restriction It makes me wonder why I bother with everyone else This life My life isn't exactly what I planned There are way too many coffee stains There are not enough blue crayons But when they hit me, burn me, maim me, hate me I don't collapse like I used to I don't surrender like I used to They can't reach me from my shelter © 2013 Beckie DAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBeckie DPerth, WA, AustraliaAboutI'm a poet. I want my words to reach people. I want my words to inspire. May my words reach you. more..Writing
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