Life saver….?

May 1, 2015





Male fantasies….

May 1, 2015


“Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.”

Margaret Atwood
The Robber Bride


May 1, 2015


When I saw you there
I was struck with a fever,
One day if you should ever wonder.

Our life is a woven pattern
We were not born to die,
When the tambourine would sound like sugar
Everyone knows it’s a celebration.

When the moon is sweet
I will be yours,
I saw the look of
A ghost in a forest
I feel it deep in my sense,
Appears like everywhere
Boy and girl are in love.

I remember when we climbed
The mountain just to
Wash the clothes,
I know you will never let my feet
There’s blessing all around.

I long to be where
The sun shines all evening,
And when the tambourine
Would sound like sugar
Everyone knows it’s a celebration.

Your every word could not
Be more sincere,
Because when the moon
Is sweet,
You will be meant to be
There’s no loneliness in darkness


Keep it secret…

May 1, 2015


Saving a life…

May 1, 2015