lifespent

beginning
middle
or end
life is best
when one
has friends.

love

love from every cell and pore
love again...
then love
some
more.

my heart, to you

my heart to you
i bring what i believe
the words i speak
the words, still silent
the life i have lived
the one i wish to
live with you
the world as it is
and what it should be,
too.

there is, but

there is,
but no
or yes
i guess
the joy of fall
then winter's
call
the sounds of spring
with summers reply
there is but this
she said
with a
sigh

rape

rape.
there has been much written and spoken about rape and sexual abuse since the bill cosby story. now with harvey weinstein and his multitude of offenses, there is more.
rape is as old as man. rape is used as a weapon of war. rape is used as a means to subjugate and control. rape is sex as battering ram...
...

anyone who forces him/herself on another person, or species, imagines themselves as omnipotent and all powerful, when in actuality they are the miniscule, powerless lower than lows.
many victims stay quiet, out of fear...fear of retribution, fear of being blamed. some of us were just too young and had nowhere to turn. others are of species that do not communicate with the spoken language.
rape will never disappear from the human landscape...but we have the power, as individuals, and as a group, to call out those who continue to rape. to call out those who enable rape. to call out those who turn away and deny.
but we should never blame the victims. this blame game is the rapists best friend.
our strength lies in our commitment to help others, to provide support for those in need and to shut down those who harm...together we can make a dent and each little dent added to another little dent...
a sinkhole for all rapists to drown in!!!
thank you for taking the time to read this

bushywhooosh

little busywhooosh

held onto this tree...

laughing as he said

to himself,

I can see them

but they cannot see

me.

the floating

the floating starts

when landfall seems

more of a nightmare

than

a

dream