Baby Steps Girls

Baby Steps Girls

A Poem by Siddartha Beth Pierce

Bright blue hair

anger at the mother

who refuses to bring her

fresh clothes

 

Get out of my room

she says with tears

in her eyes

with feelings of murder,

suicide

because someone

around here has been

spreading lies

 

The man around the corner

is growling like a

Papa Grizzly-

he's protecting something

 

The psychiatric ward is

most fascinating,

quite frightening too

because last time

they checked her in

for fear of being beaten

to death, used, abused

by some real bad guys

 

Some man lost it

and all were placed

on lockdown

in their rooms,

just praying

 

Dear Lord, please

don't let this house

of pain, suffering, healing

kill them today

if the lunatic grabs

a blade of the AIDS virus

and pins them to the wall

 

Who invented disease

probably all of those hosts

spreading their family fueds

around the world,

forgetting the land

of the living

 

It is really tough

during the Code Blues

and Reds

resting in her bed

for a long deserved nap,

the hardworking insomniac

that she is

 

Yet, she feels it is

a good place

as long as those nurses,

doctors, strangers, strong arms

can control the boring,

evil snores

that put her there

in the first place

 

Be very careful

what you do and say

to people folks

it just might

haunt you forever

 

Your senses are there

for a reason,

trust them,

enjoy them

just don't get

carried away

on a stretcher!

 

 

© 2008 Siddartha Beth Pierce


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I thought, where this came from... so sad... and scary...and...in the same time uplifiting and very strong... we ssee such small and huge catastrophes around us...but we aren't always able to act... we are perhaps paralyzed and in angst that our own past would chase us?

adore your art !! love, kiss. lara.
*** Siddh you loving universality...thank you so much for your gift. I even don t know that you can send me any, when we are not friends.. and I don t have a freinds list on my profile... I will see if I can do this to for you. I will send you the Wonder Woman: that's what you are.

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this was great! i know where youre coming from on this one! x0x0x0

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I thought, where this came from... so sad... and scary...and...in the same time uplifiting and very strong... we ssee such small and huge catastrophes around us...but we aren't always able to act... we are perhaps paralyzed and in angst that our own past would chase us?

adore your art !! love, kiss. lara.
*** Siddh you loving universality...thank you so much for your gift. I even don t know that you can send me any, when we are not friends.. and I don t have a freinds list on my profile... I will see if I can do this to for you. I will send you the Wonder Woman: that's what you are.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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JC
Who woulda thunk that this would have such a sweet title.

A message within the message. Great flow and meter.

JC

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This has such a haunting voice to it giving me chills.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very thought provoking Siddartha. This part of your piece problem caught me the most:

Be very careful

what you do and say

to people folks

it just might

haunt you forever



Your senses are there

for a reason,

trust them,

enjoy them

just don't get

carried away

on a stretcher!

This is something that is taken far too lightly. Being careful what we say! It makes us think, especially in those moments we are angry and we are tempted to say something we will regret. I think we are all guilty of that, particularly with our parents.

Blessings to you Sid, Carole

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is unusually different in many ways...I like it...I really wonder what the inspiration is...whew
I used to work as a Psych assistant in protective custody and your portrayal of a mental health ward is spot on...Fantastico!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your very own 'Catcher in the Rye.' You give the reader just enough to allow the imagination to run wild. I always like poetry that has a point.

Well done!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Richmond, VA



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