Darb's Fat Cat Rant Page poetry created by me and only me!

To my sisters... My sisters grow like weeds                      their legs e x t e n d                  their minds e x p a n d Growing gorgeous like two trees      branching out calling out knowledge is their thirst    family is their roots media is their pesticide                             coat them in culture           cradle them with encouragement                                   give them space                       keep the innocence alive                   bright, young, wondering eyes               FREE of real tears yet to feel adolescence heartbreak yet to fly yet to fall yet to pollute their bodies     I run SCREAMING from them         Once soft and pink                  Now growing into women Where will they lead me? My anchors, my reasons                  my sisters DJLM '03

WinGs I have not found my wings, my lovely lady wings, the ones that attract love... Sweet like honey love, hold my hand love, share my life love. I search these things, these elusive wings, I've grown sick of walking, my feet bring me small love... Stare at what I don't have love, by myself I dance love, un requited love. I am older now, many years have passed, but still I await wings... Carry me away wings, let me find my man wings, before I lose my mind wings. DJLM-02/02-