Mariposa

by SouldiergirlSeptember 24, 2015September 24, 2015

My heart has ruptured all over this page

My eyes are opened to a future

…rearranged

The week after next

I will perform on their stage

To free pent up emotions

To spring a heart from her cage

I dance to a rhythm that continues to change

I bite down on wisdom that precedes me in age

The hammer was struck with the words you onced waged

And my soul has been tattered with nails from that day

I will remove each splinter and be numb to the pain

I will cleanse the hurt with oils and sage

I will powder my nose and pretty this face

I will be shy, I will be brave

I will release Mariposa

…from the flocks of their gaze.

Anklets of Inspiration

by SouldiergirlJune 30, 2015

I wear an anklet around my right ankle in the hot summer. It hangs loose so it doesn’t hurt my skin- it is delicate and always with me. For whatever reason I connect it with inspiration. Inspiration is everywhere-for me, inspiration is the constant yet delicate shove to coax the lock off my soul and spill the contents.

My beautiful soul sister Erika Kind posts daily songs and quotes- I find myself looking forward to her posts. She inspires and excites. Like my anklet, she has become a delicate and constant charm in my journey. She has inspired me to share my inspiration with all of you. It may be a photo, a song, a quote, a movie or maybe just a singular moment that changed my day. Like a charm bracelet I would like to collect my inspirations and share them with my favorite poets, creators and artists..all of you! Oh and please check Erika out- she is a pure sunshine!

My random inspiration tonight~

Who I AM!

by SouldiergirlJune 5, 2015

I am me

Shaken and broken

With the strength of a tree

And the body of a flower

Whose petals have fallen

In a “blow the man down”

…type of manner.

My mind is an attic of cobweb strings

From years of trying to be their perfect “thing”

Believing they may like me

And I would finally be enough!

If I molded so purposefully

Into their “with restrictions” kind of love…

But you see…

And listen please

I became a porcelain doll so elegant and clean

Yet never, no not once…

Were they proud of me!

My friends, it was still not enough

Because an acceptance without abundance

Is no form of love

And the lines through my face glued and replaced

…Oh from the many many nights the doll did break!

…Was too ugly for many who shunned without grace

And then…

My body like a stem

Bare, with no protection

Felt the realist love

As God touched me from His heavens

In my mind, spun and confused

In my heart, tender and bruised

In my being, sewn from the tragedy of truth

He believes I am beautiful!

I even heard him whisper…

“Daughter, just be yourself”

Hi, I am a mess…

I am no more and certainly no less

But I am free

From the convictions of all the “whomevers” they wanted me to be…

The doll has been shattered to the doom of the well

To release a timid me

In all my unruly mystery

He shouted as I bowed,

“My daughter you are lovely and

I am ever….

So proud!”

Starting Now!

by SouldiergirlApril 28, 2015

Love yourself

Breathe in the fresh air

You are beautiful!

Follow your instincts

Put your hair however you want

Stare at the sky

You are breathtaking!

Do not trust a lie

Shoulders back

You are amazing!

Be brave

Be daring

Grab your sisters hand

You are not alone!

Smile

Do not be down

You are an authentic genius!

Only one blueprint

Change your shape

Move free

Do not accept anything less

Than the feel fabulous type of love

Declare your victory

Do not fear

Fly and conquer

Love yourself

Be proud

…Of you!

Choices Made for Us

by SouldiergirlApril 15, 2015

Here we go

Pretty spirits arranged in rows

Somehow we still end up alone

I would say-

wind me up like a doll

And I’ll spin round and round

Or dance in place

He should get what he paid for

But waiting isn’t what we were made for

Opposite those who die to settle

We aren’t tired

We aren’t tragic

We are alive and awake

We are sewn from magic

Rip off this dress made from velvet

Run into poverty’s hands

I don’t want your majesty

When I could live in freedom.

Come

by SouldiergirlApril 5, 2015

Feel alive

Feel radiant

Each day climb into freedom

Locking fears in the basement

Revolutionary

by SouldiergirlMarch 25, 2015

Seven steps toward the sun

Seven inches will reach the end

Seven seconds..

Is when I let go and run

Too foreign is the face of the reflection

The haunt of

“Is this what I really want”

Screaming like an old song

Or a familiar scent

I want to be like a reed in the water

Broken from robotic commitment

The yes and no’s of behavior

The falsetto of mediocre

Shatter me into the wild

Carve me out and into a sculpture

I will break it apart

And sprint even further

From the table you’ve set for my future

Don’t you see?

I will never live there

Today is already the sleeping tomorrow

And I am young in the water

What you have predestined

Is not for me

Don’t you see?

You don’t even know who I am

I am no longer your child

I am a revolutionary woman

Without a mother

Without a father

Ding Dong Darling

by SouldiergirlFebruary 21, 2015

I’ve been gone a long time
From your eyes
Your hawked eyed stare
Nibble and prick away
A heart you knelt down and caged
My wretched escape
The burning flames
Of a tortured mind
Hmm..but you paid no mind
As you lit your match
And left me
Unmanned
I’ve been gone so long
Trained up and rising
Now I am back
Darling
The scare jumps onto your face
Ding dong
I’m at your gate
My chained remains
You don’t bother hiding
Come now and say hello
It will only burn
A little

Mind Cage

by SouldiergirlFebruary 18, 2015

Mind cage

Like snorting glue
I inhaled your every word
Sticky verbs
Clinging to the verge
Of the sweet nothings
Loaded with
Nothing
Your promises
Piecing together my hollow casket
Falling right through
To the abyss of your craziness
Taping gushing knuckles
Fighting my way out
Climbing mountains
From illusionary molehills
Never deserving of your prize
Until you needed me smiling at your side
Ring ring…
No
Not anymore
Spurred up with silver queens
I will feast on self made treats
My cage is now your pen
Barking in your stench and soil
Selling fools gold to the ignorant mind
Poor pretty things
Shackled in your circus strings
I’m moving higher
Freed from the mind cage
Leaving behind a life of chaos
and disaster