We are Women ­čĺő

Poetry by SG and BB   


We are women

for whatever that is worth

We work your body, your minds, your hearts

…and the earth

We have produced life

from the simplest form

Pushed it painfully from our body

loved, and cherished 

until it is grown

We are thick skinned 

Role reversing without permission 

Blood hounds of intuition 

Sniffing out the cause and solution

Using our disparities as ammunition

Aiming at the future 

With a gut pounding determination

We are the fire 

Burning your preconceived notions 

We are women  

Compassionate creatures
least of course 

you demand we show

…our worst features

Loving wholeheartedly 

with all that we have

loyal to those

who also, have our backs

Saving the world

one broken heart at a time

Balancing a budget

on the slenderness of a dime

*Thank you BB– you are one amazing woman and yes you are right- us girls need to stick together*

My Yesterday 


Did you ever even see me?
Did you ever even know?
you never asked
always seemed bored
distracted with fancies
passing glances
…behind your glasses
you never sought my gaze
I’m screaming!
…you’re turning the page
magazines and the tele
all you would rather be
not with me
not with me
wonder why you ever said “I do”
white seams split in lieu
…of the vows you promptly outgrew 
steel knife through warm skin
tying laces on broken limbs
what a mess!
and you began to stew
and you began to feud                      knuckles swell with synovial rage
bang bang!                                          …your beautiful punching bag
swings and hangs
they rescued me
…you never changed
your unwrapped fists
devoured promises
suffocating in between
…sullen layers of sunken skin.


Badass Beasts 

Thoughtful Thursday- no way I can pick just one of you. 


My fellow beasts 

Marked from past life’s
Flipped on both sides of the coin  
Until faces rubbed away from pain 
Not knowing which was heads
And which one never failed
Nightmares repeated tragedies 
Innocence stuck inside obscenities 
Abandon with no token 
Lost without a conclusion
That’s the paperweight of memories 
We each feel deep within 
The crimes that stole a naive witness
Thats what turned us 
to defenders from defenseless 
These are my heroes 
Of the new world culture 
Inking their stories
Bad-ass tattooed from their 
heads, shoulders
Knees and…souls 
Charlypriest and Buttercup 
Voodoo and Americana 
Hardcore survivors howling 
we will we will rock ya 
Mockingbirddown and JMC813 
The bear and the lion man
No doubt you won’t make it past
If you’re packin an ill will of intention
I’m Souldiergirl 
Lucky number 7
These beasts, 
I’m honored to lurk with
From highs to lows 
Stories bursting open 
While lips remain closed 
I admire each one of them
They’ve breathed through hell 
more than once
And you know what 
They use their past to become braver 
Instead of giving up