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no hunting  ALLOWED

Wave your bloodied pitchforks 

around to scare me

see if I care

I'm onto you now

you devilish fiends

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pretended to be my friends

when in reality, bound me, beat me, humiliated me with your incessant cries, no room at the inn for anyone else, to get close and love me, protected me? you say, well that was another day, another time in another person's frozen line

of family dues long overdue to be left behind

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I know how to slow my heart, did you show me how to do that too?

 

And breath in, halt at 3 before 4

 stop the tightening within by clenching and squeezing everything

in and then fiercely breathing a great big  bawling OUT

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GET OUT! get back from where you came

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I see you coming, my eyes are opened and I hear the sound of what is really your own fear

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Go back to where you belong,

you don't, belong to me

I'm no safe harbour for your vicious lies, half truth mixed together to fool and confuse me, crucify me, when really it is your own foul deeds, wrapped in another poor soul's suffering, a parasites hungry greed, coming on down the line, getter stronger, getting more of them

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I will brake your chain and set us all free, there is no life in partial autonomy, for me or for you, you need to wither on the breeze like leaves past their autumn shine, deep russet glows of red and brown, softly falling, its time to go down.

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it is nature's will to not give up without a fight, I respect your intent, that those few fragmented thoughts claim right to living, like me

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BUT NO you see, you are not a living being like me

 

I might take pity on you and let you out, only at night under the stare of the man in the moon with his queen who paid the pomegranate price, very nice, the deed was done with a galloping  black horse while a narcissus strayed gently under the warm sun.

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I have picked mine and watched it wither and die but I am still here to tell the tale, don't bother asking why. There is meaning in out sour voiced friends but just don't listen too hard, catch a thought and fling it back, life is for living, guilt is for dying don't forget that.

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Find me, hunt for me NO pitchforks can frighten me here  

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I am not alone, others are like me

Rest awhile safely here, fears have no body of rights here

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We will chase them away no matter how hurtful the pain they bring

Whether truth or foul, they will not despoil this place of safety

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Say it!, say it again, until it sticks, until a firmness of my will can persist & begin to protect me

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I am proud to be me, whatever the consequences of that might be 

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Whatever shadows lurk around me

Whatever shadows are within me

All part of glorious creation, they will be my future

 

Draw my circle, my boundaries

of course, put forward before I sleep make the rosy cross of healing

 

See it on my forehead glowing

 rich red blooming rose open its petals 

the light of the  cross covering me in a golden blanket for the night

Bring me peace and harmony

Soothe my jangled thoughts, safe  until the morning light

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Look for myself within the crowd

              I will not let them win

I will choose wisely, not in fear of aloneness, guiding me for it's own good reason, but not enough now for

living to be free!

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 My self is my crown,  wisely for your time will come with working hard and loyally to restore the potential of all that you are

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 I see that in you, a reflection, a gleam in the eye of the One, where we all have  come from

words do not need to describe for one alone, they flow with pride in difference

 Leave me alone, I am too tired to fight anymore

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I am weary of  your vicious ways

tormenting me for days

I will block out your noise, not listen to it anymore

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Wave your forks as much as you want, I have guessed your game now

go live elsewhere, I am sick of having to feed you, when I am so hungry there is nothing left for me 

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Intimacy is all for you, isn't it? an endless loop of bitterness and regret

is it mine, or is it yours?

 

shut up with your whining, I can't help you, 

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I am too lost to know, when did things get so?

 

 

Do your worst, as if I care anymore

plague me with doubts, i dare you!

 

Now I SEE YOU &  there is no doubt

your days are numbered my friend 

 

I will fight you to the bitter end, and if I can't my golden crown will sit on tight, remind me of  my right to love and be loved with all my might

with help from myself and my friends, if not here quite yet, in my future they will be

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