...aftertaste...I remember when life was simple and pure,
when we had but ask and it be given. it is now a different day, a different time, a different place... but I was allowed to take with me, the fruit I had bought, to remind me of who I was, and the Garden I left. and this is who I have become: .a modern-day Eve, gifted with grace, resilience, and strength... but still I struggle in the toxic now, bred on the taste of ripened fruit ...for bitter or for sweet... Do you feel me? resurrectionI used to dream I was a princess Until I got lost in a fairy tale The clouds swept me up And I could not find my feet And when the fantasy breeze Had brought me to my knees, It danced away And left me in the mud I layed near-dead... The baking sun Brought vultures To circle about my weary head The princess cried And died But a woman reborn Took her place She stands in past granduer But now, in fresh grace Hunting for dreams To make real The warrior queen Of legend and lore Lives and breathes Once more... c. ef grace |
the unspokenIt's the urge in your soul,
When your mouth waters, Wanting to consume That which you've only tasted But to gobble brings guilt To starve brings stress And relief brings regret It's the moment you want to cry But you can't quite find the topic of your tears So you just sigh And softly, silently Implode It's the pull you feel To do things you can't explain Just yet And then you realize You're only dancing Into the gravity strings of the Universe It's the goodbye your eyes whisper To the wee hours When the magic colors fade The sun comes up, bringing daylight And morning Says a lingering goodnight... It's the Unspoken... That which calls your name From no particular direction Gives you a kiss And sends you off to school To face the bullies of the new day. c. ef grace |
THE MOODSWINGS INTERCHANGE
C. EF GRACE 2018.