To stop living a double life so to speak. I started this blog to separate my poetry from my fashion/art/music posts. Since I am a complete being, it makes no sense to represent myseft as anything less so I will now post EVERYTHING… Poems and all, on my other blog since I’ve had that one longer:
http://SophisticatedInsanity.tumblr.com
I already started my 30/30 on there (30 poems in 30 days for the month of April) so feel free to relocate, or not. It’s up to you.
xx,
Giselle
Egyptian women describe the spirit of Tahrir and their hope that the equality they found there will live on.
(Source: english.aljazeera.net)
The first time you fall in love
With a man that cannot love you,
The sorcery of his hands will bind
Your body into a spell you cannot
Uncast. His shoulders will spin
Fairytales of bones on top of yours
And you will believe the way they
Hover over words like ‘forever’ and
‘Magic’. You will find stars where there
Is only lightening, mistake the baking
Of your flesh for romance.
some men
hold the honey
of all the women
they have ever swallowed
in their throats
to sing to them
when their sweet parts
are spread all over their hands
and mouths
they sing into the microphone
to remember these shea butter nights
and the collar bones and the lips that went with it
i imagine…
love
I’m not going to school in the fall because of various money/official problems. It’s odd because I’m used to always having to go to school. Summer finishes and then school is automatic. Now that it isn’t, I don’t really know what that means for me. I think its important and necessary that I get this break. I will use that time to find myself. I didn’t fully realize that there was any part of me to find until this summer. I guess that means I’m going in the right direction. My mom said she’d pay for me to take weekend classes so my mind doesn’t fall to shit completely. We had a great talk today. I love her so much. I forget how strong of a woman she is sometimes. Anyway, I guess I start my life by living, right. I’m going to stop planning and making 10 year goal lists because I am not a psychic. Even this, I didn’t see coming. I guess the objective of this year is to be aware, not to just go along with the current but actively participate in life, and to learn as much as I can before I go to school next fall.
xx
Giselle
You know all along
the way it went
like
clammy legs
wrapped
around the small of your back
steadily screaming
and for the sake of pride
laughing
at the little bit of you
that died
today
A finger gets caught up
in the ribbon
that you tied too tight
when
you tried to give
a part of yourself
to me
and then
wow
how about that?
what an easy way out
of getting close
and I
I don’t have much left
not much at all
but what I do have
is rocking its self to sleep
in her arms.
yess!!!
