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Poems by Spyhrit

Reason to shine

To get past these hills & mountains has been a diffi cult climb. To fi ght the stress & pain to walk through the clouds & the rain, that was the power! There were those times (too many to mention) that I had to steal courage & break through pretension. The right to experience joy I thought the day would never come & with all that I’ve been cut from— Where was the clearest day? I would ask to dust the boots off & take on the task. I never thought the tears, the fears would go away.

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Now I’ve seen the light & now I feel the plight to move towards the sun I truly do feel the need to have some fun.

That “Christmas” came later was greater, like a butterfl y running free from the cocoon. I fi nally got to see the ray of the moon.

I got to hear the music I got to walk the entrance I got to do that dance & pride womaness. He know the beauty. I don’t need permission. No more friction, not any more.

That with my head held high, I got from night to morn that I got from dark to light once again.

That the strength & the goal gave me the smile of my children’s faces

I could surpass one million races with that kind of energy

That through all this trial, this tribulation

I can fi nally kiss what I’ve missed,

And the reason has fi nally come—

the reason to shine!

Spyhrit

I don’t need permission.

Spyhrit

Shoulda said no

I keep wonderin’ what the hell is wrong with me/why can’t I see that I take myself places I don’t have to go, when all I need to say is: NO.

I get inside my head and like a little child I want to come out and play and the weatherman says rain and I get inside my brain and say, “So.” “No.” Hindsight is 20/20/shoulda said, “No”… It’s like I walk in front of a speeding car, you’re coming through & I see through you, a chocolate candy bar a cup of coffee/a French fry that hit of cocaine and I find reality is I should have never touched it, was supposed to say, “No” I heard what you said, gotta piece in the middle not a beginning but an end understood a little and defied what I heard, I misunderstood the word I didn’t “miss” I just wanted to twist/ wanted to dance that move of dreaming, to free the longing. Wanted to feel/ wanted to snatch what I knew I couldn’t—

But once again I saw you, wanted the epiphany/wanted to feel warm, wished for infinity/& alas with all of this….. Knowing the “no” that there is not a go/ but to keep on stepping and keep on prepping on life’s terms… Say yes to keep on prepping on life’s terms. Spyhrit

Suppose we

A thought: French toast w/ vanilla nutmeg & cinnamon Wow, where are you? * Caller ID I heard the sound No voice Non, verbal * I went to the store/ Saw all the little-big stuffed animals snug in red * Heart-shaped Be mine Some words stubborn Miss you!/Hug me! * S.I. ferry/huge ship Moving quietly and patiently Can’t even feel it/ Can you? * Supposition! Join in/ Communicate Perhaps, understand. * Why get lost? When we can be found. Spyhrit

Sleep

I need it, I want it I gotta have it. It’s so necessary to one’s existence. Without it, it creates a feeling of “spent.”

If only it could happen for a few hours & I could get it that time, but it only comes few spurts here, there! If I could close my eyes & feel gratified I would be so satisfied. It ain’t happening, it ain’t coming & all night long/I just need it to be free to do it slowly & with comfort…such an important thing it is. Something like sleep. Spyhrit

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