poems

Aug 06, 2007 18:26

falling five by five

blood pouring down limber legs
disappearing down the watery drain
each punch a little bit tougher
than the last yet softer at the core
each bruise quickly fading into nothing
chosen to fight the darkness
escaping from it is the hard part
has her skin gotten softer on the outside
or is it her heart on the inside?
finally free from the tarpits
because the people around her really cared,
especially her angel
she just tried her damnest to push them away
what she wants she takes
to have cold and unfeeling in her hands
or warm and tender in her once poisoned soul
to find faith in others and herself

Tara Ann Stridh
December 2006

Wolf Girl

when the change takes over me
I am free
it sounds cliche
but I am free to run and hunt
rabbits and chipmunks
even squirrels
though they're the tricky rascals
but I prefer the rabbits
they make my blood pump
because they run the fastest
when I am free
I feel the fresh moss between my toes
the forest trees fill my nostrils
and I run faster
you don't know how fast I can run
I can catch you
and sniff your boy scent
I'll lick your face and 
nibble at your fingers
I am wolf girl
I'll let you pet my fur
I promise I won't bite
and when I change back
into my body I hope you'll
make love to me and pull
the leaves from my tangled auburn hair
I'll be revealing my body and soul to you
and you'll be confessing your heart to me
I won't tell your secret
if you won't tell mine

Tara Ann Stridh
February 2007

stage beauty

you are the woman
I am the man
when you smile, I smile
when you laugh, I laugh
when you dance wild around your room
I want to dance with you
I want to kiss your neck, your lips, your eyes
"no matter what you do
I only want to be with you"
I want to be the mirror 
you practice kissing in
I'll walk your dog with you in the city
and watch you dance at P.S. 122
we are women, but for you I am the man
to please and pleasure you
beyond black satin expectations
to give you gentle caresses and sweet kisses
to linger lovingly between your thighs
I'll go over your lines with you
until you know them perfectly
even though you're the very body of perfection
with your little breasts
I can hold in my hands
what do I have to do to make you want me?
I notice everything you do
but you'll never know my love
you don't know what you're missing

Tara Ann Stridh
February 2007

Rae's Blues

I got this itch
that this chain's holding back
mama's boyfriend forcing
himself upon my little body
I was just a kid
and she was looking the other way
now I got my own boyfriend
but this itch won't go away
this chain's my only sanctuary
never take it off
don't let me run free
I won't find my head in the morning
my face all beaten on
never take it off
I'd rather stay with you
and eat corn on the cob
listening to your "Black Snake Moan"
offering me a peace of mind
this little light of mine

Tara Ann Stridh
March 2007
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