Swollen tongues and bite marks Dented lips, chapped and flaking Skin falling like snowflakes: Confetti? Whose mother tongue is the top of this cluttered matriarchy? Woven walls wicked barriers Blocking words flung from mouths That never close. Breathe through your nose - Inhale...Exhale... Good. That's better! Walls tumble brick by broken brittle brick When we… Continue reading Language Barrier – a poem
Category: Poetry
Black and Bloodied (a poem)
It should never have become the norm For children to see other children Black and bloodied From bombs brutally bombarding Their innocent childhood. Frolicking freely Is a luxury these children can’t afford. Does brown skin equal sin Still? We mourn the white dead But place tape on our mouths If the child is brown. Don’t… Continue reading Black and Bloodied (a poem)
A Writer Be (poem)
Who are you If you can’t stitch sentences slowly With real intention and wonder? A world rife with the unfair and cruel Become words on my page. Awakened and raw They hold everything And nothing. Maybe my wants are too cruel, too Because how can I capture A memory? A place? A person? Isn’t it… Continue reading A Writer Be (poem)
Mommy’s little girl (poem)
Mommy’s little girl Stands silently aside Never fussing or fretting Hides what’s inside. Mommy’s little girl Has a voice unheard Whispering. Screaming. A fiery bird. Mommy’s little girl Doesn’t know who she is This Phoenix of power That comes from within. Mommy’s little girl Has a story to tell But mommy is speaking And we… Continue reading Mommy’s little girl (poem)
Call Your Mom (a poem)
Your mom’s first tears Throws the world upside down Time running in reverse A metamorphosis of status Who is this person? So human and vulnerable Do I offer a shoulder? A tissue? Advice? It doesn’t make sense. Mom’s don’t do this. Mom’s aren’t in need! Experiment: get the microscope See beneath the veil of thick… Continue reading Call Your Mom (a poem)
Shame & Shave (a poem)
Knowing what you shouldn’t have done Isn’t enough to nullify The searing embers that lap along My skin, tearing it from my body. Who am I? Who am I? Beetles crawl as they scrawl the words “Shame on you” into my palms It tickles. It taunts. Gulp, but not too hard As I shave away… Continue reading Shame & Shave (a poem)
Born Again (poem)
Limp leaves slip slowly While I reach out to catch A moment of clarity: I have not composed a poem In many months. Pregnant is my pen Ready to birth a new era Of limitless creation. I will not sever my hands From my wrists, again I will write. I will write. I will write.… Continue reading Born Again (poem)
A Thousand Sundays Like This – poem
Today the sun defied the rules of winter Bursting through the clouds in disobedience 'Let me shine,' she sang 'I have done my waiting!' How fierce she is as she first strikes And you realise how much you missed Something in just a single moment. The rays penetrate my windows, A gentle hand warm against… Continue reading A Thousand Sundays Like This – poem
Journal entry – a dream
I have a dream for my life. And yes, it is a dream and not a plan, for I fear it will never come to be. “It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live,” but perhaps Dumbledore never possessed a dream as beatific as this. A dream of peace. A dream… Continue reading Journal entry – a dream
Calling Summer (poem)
Take me back to summer Or forward, I don’t mind. Just release me from this bind Of winter, gripping like ice How nice it would be to feel warm Again. Play outside again. Sunlight and freedom and long days Again. Summer’s shining serenity calls I want to answer But for now, I must wait With… Continue reading Calling Summer (poem)
S. R. Crawford 