I need to do it alone. This BS mantra I bemoan. I often work myself to the bone. Creating havoc with every hormone. Thyroid, pineal, and progesterone. Rapidly aging into a premature crone. Solo I have travelled far and flown. Until this year I had never known that a woman middle aged, nearly full-grown could […]
Category: Seussian Societal Sonnets
Shame -A BS Story!
What do we do with so much shame? Always thinking that we are to blame, Our faults we list, too many to name. We forget our beauty, and call ourselves lame… Our minds too scattered to tame. Our spirits and souls we repeatedly maim. Trying to extinguish our exquisite flame. We need a new beginning. […]
Moderation is not a bad word
Moderation is not a bad word Maybe you haven’t heard The happy medium is not so absurd Having more is often preferred It simply means that our payments are deferred Having less means being less…. this is automatically inferred! The line between reality and fiction is often blurred Better to get first and collapse, than […]
Overcompensating-a rhyme
why do we over compensate? we over give, extend and prostrate ourselves, and, in this giving we negate we somehow fail to equate that the “over” will cost us to deviate to fairly in this equation negotiate our own internal real estate. allowing our energy to depreciate. this pattern in our culture we perpetuate this […]
The Urgency Emergency
We give away our agency When we perceive our lives with urgency Approaching every day like an emergency Not providing ourselves the courtesy To strive for any amount of normalcy. We go about our tasks with fervency, Having zero amount of conservancy. We accept this “staying busy” with complacency. Allowing our souls an existence of […]
Enough is enough
Enough is enough How long must we huff and puff Flex our abs and get all buff? Our calendars we overstuff. We keep acting all big and tough. When is it good enough? Who will dare to call our bluff? And when they do, we will surely rebuff. Because we are made of “tougher” stuff. […]
Martyrdom is dumb
What is the point of martyrdom? Why settle for just a crumb, When you own the entire queendom? You deserve the full income Not simply a sparse sum Why are we to succumb to having less because we are a mum? We provide for those around us, a place to grow, flourish, become, ensuring for […]
The driving for striving
Where are we going in our fast-paced striving? Who is in charge of this fast-past driving? Why are we literally, head-first “diving”? What is the point of this living, in the form of “surviving”? When do we truly honour heart-felt “thriving”?
My new pace
My new pace is no longer a fast-paced race I do not need first place in order to find my true PLACE. I no longer humour in my tail to chase. Nor in my pocket do I hide the Ace To pull out when too tired to face my life. My protective can of mace […]