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She believed…

woman using smartphone

she believed in Fairy Tales
and happy endings
princes
and strong independent
women
wo rode horses
and dueled
with evil kings
and tyrants
she believed in
magic
and witches
in familiars
and
in the power
of words
she believed
that anything
was possible
so she did whatever
she could
to make
her own
happily
after

 

Photo:  Giulia Bertelli
Unsplash

 

 

The decision…a poem

he wasn’t that old
still
he’d live a long time
in the years that he’d had
and he was finished
with everything
he had set out to do
it was time
to go
so he drove to the
exit
and parked his car
then he got out
and walked into
the unknown
wondering
if there was anything
inside the mist

America/2030…

Landscape, Fantasy, Night, Sky, Star

It’s okay, baby
she said
holding his hand
don’t worry
look up
and see
how beautiful everything is
look around
all you see is magic
I know you’re afraid
but I would never
let anything happen to you
she stopped
bent down and kissed him
I love you SO much
it’s just that we can’t live
here any longer
enslaved
surrounded by lies
evil
violence and death
all the things that a good country
shouldn’t be
but you don’t have to worry
because you’re going to a place
where everything will be beautiful
it’s up there
among the stars
mixed in with the glitter
my love
so just hold onto my hand
a little while longer
do you understand
because we have to get to the end
before the men dressed in black
the men with the guns and batons
face shields and the hatred
come for us
just hold on
because soon
you will be someplace else
someplace away from here
I love you baby
with all my heart
this is all I have to give
to keep you safe
don’t look back
just keep walking
when we get to the stairway
you run up as fast as you can
remember
don’t look back
DON’T STOP
don’t let the footsteps
the yelling
or the gunshots
frighten you
you just run
and keep running
until you’re in the light
do you hear me
because they’re getting closer
so I love you forever
don’t forget that baby
I love you forever
now
RUN

R7641-7 Story poem

Woman, Girl, Young, Beauty, Red Locks

 R7641-7 was on duty
her guns and her magic
were ready to go

trained from birth
to protect the
innocent
from political forces
she did whatever it took
to keep living beings
alive

in the past
governments
slaughtered their own people
there was no equality
no safety
there were only
overseers
and the masses
and when the people
united and
fought back
the terrified elite
had them gunned down
in the streets

but some humans
managed to escape
and now it’s  up to C7641-7
to keep them alive
because
even after all of these centuries
the governments of the earth
are still afraid
still greedy
and they still
want their people
dead
for demanding peace
and justice

Escape…

Sunset, Island, Mar, Dusk, Brain

Martin Locky
decided the best way
to avoid the virus
was to live alone
on the island
he had received
for his twenty-first
birthday
he brought his tablet
backpack
and water
hoping that
Amazon would deliver
food
in a timely manner

Social Distancing…

 

Picture: Pixabay

Moon Glow…a story poem

Fantasy, Microphone, Singer, Moon, Music

her name was
Moon Glow
her hair was the color of
MIDNIGHT
her skin
PALE
as the moon
and her voice was
part of the
NIGHT
itself
when she sang
the stars grew
BRIGHTER
and the
MOON
swayed
back and forth
no matter how far away
she was
they recognized
her sound
BLACK HOLES
swallowed her words
first catching them in their
EVENT HORIZONS
then
STRETCHING
them as they
made their way to a new
UNIVERSE
there is no sound in
SPACE
but they heard her
just the same
and one evening
when she was singing
she closed her eyes
which wasn’t that
UNUSUAL
in and of itself
but when she opened them
a tiny sliver of a moon
DANGLED
from her microphone
a gift
from a
DISTANT
and very
LARGE
admirer

All the World’s a…Stage

Cinema, Curtain, Theater, Film

life
is one long
GIGANTIC
DIVERSE
INSANE
COLORFUL
DEADLY
PLAY
if you doubt that
for even a second
just think about the
WORDS
we use to
DESCRIBE
others
did you see the way he
ACTED
I never saw anyone
ACT
that way before
oh, what an
ACTOR
he is
it’s as if she’s
ACTING
out someone else’s life
surely he
STAGED
that entire situation
you know he’s in the
LAST ACT
of his life
I think he talks
like he’s reading from a
SCRIPT
and on and one we go
using DRAMA QUEEN
words to describe
SHEREOS
and HEREOS
and
CURTAIN CALLS
or the
FINAL CURTAIN
or
her life was so amazing
she received a
STANDING OVATION
or let’s
BRING DOWN THE CURTAIN
on that idea
what a
FLOP
but she got
RAVE REVIWS
while he
ACTED
as if it was all about him
well
I think by now
you must know what I mean
we all
ACT OUT
ACT UP
and some of us
refuse to
ACT PROPERLY
but no matter how you look at it
it’s all about
ACTING
because we are all actors
on a global stage
trying to get a
FRONT ROW SEAT
to te action
following a script
written by others
and we often
ACT INAPPROPRIATELY
because some of us
want to write our
own bloody
SCRIPT
I think that’s the
TICKET
don’t you

Adventure…a story poem

Horse, Mammal, Animal, White Horse

…and then I told Toby
Toby’s my dog
that we should run away
because everyone needs
adventures in their lives
even dogs
so I made some sandwiches
and we left
and now we met you
and you are
exactly
the kind of adventure
we were looking for
my name is  Athena
because my mom’s really into
Goddesses
but you probably already knew that
from the name and all
and there’s really no good
nickname for Athena
so everyone pretty much calls me
“A”
I don’t mind
after all it is the first letter of the alphabet
Toby’s name was supposed to be
TO BE
as if he was going TO BE
something other than a dog
but everyone started calling him Toby
so that’s his name now
I’ll call you
Blizzard
if that’s okay
because you’re beautiful
and look wild and snowy
I left a note for my mom
telling her that I was going out with Toby
so can I live with you for awhile
I don’t eat a lot
so when the sandwiches are gone
it won’t be a big problem
Toby likes peanut butter
so he’s okay too
even though he makes funny faces
when he eats it
you can have one of the sandwiches
if you like
and I have sugar cubes
because I didn’t know who I would meet
along the way
and they were easy to carry
and besides
I know that horses like sugar cubes
and I was hoping to meet one
but because of your size
you might not even know
they’re in your mouth
but I can’t make them
any bigger
I’m sort of tired
we’ve been walking for a long time
so can I sleep against you
I’d like to pet you
and Toby can curl up with me
so he won’t be any bother at all
I’m just going to sit down right here
and take a nap
we can have the sandwiches a little later
if that’s okay
I love you
and thank you for sheltering me
I’ll try and dream something wonderful
for you
and if I do
I’ll tell you all about it
when I wake up
and I know I already told you
that I loved you but
I’m just going to say it again
if it’s okay with you
because I really do
love you
I mean

Medusa…

Greeks, Medusa, Monsters, Mythology

I was never sure about the whole snake thing
a lot of “girls” like snakes
Medusa was not an exception
she thought reptiles rocked
so she kept them around
and they liked her
so they stayed
it was a symbiotic
relationship
men like to pretend that she was a
GORGON
a monster
but all she really wanted
was for men
to leave her the hell alone
it was because of that
that men despised her
after all t
heir egos
couldn’t take being shunned
so they made up stories about her
labeled her
hunted for her
but they never found her
the pictures you see
of a guy hold up her beautiful lead
is just one more lie men tell
to make themselves feel better
the stories about her
and what she could do
are lies as well
Medusa was part of a coven
sure
but she simply wanted to live in peace
with her garden and her asps
and that made her
DANGEROUS
to the establish
to the patriarchal
status quo
when she was better at hiding
than they were at finding her
the men did what they
they always do
they LIED

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