the weight of a soul

Posted on March 5, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

the weight of a soul is less
than a serving of potato chips,
our salt counted out
and savored too quickly

not so much a taste
as a remembered one

that handful
leaving us wanting more,
asking
is that all we get?

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Posted on March 4, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Powerful, Soraya.

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Red shawl dance

Posted on March 3, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

Stand up
when they dance
in jingle dresses
for healing

red shawls
brush earth
to remember blood
bright as red ocher
our sisters gave back

hold hands
and stand for women
who laid down
but got up again
and the ones that did not

their hearts
did not  stay on the ground
forever

inspired by this.

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in times of crows and ice, we dream spring

Posted on March 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

in this time of crows and snow
I write of ice flowers mimicking daisies

and you dream daffodils stir
under snow, but

earth keeps her own time
despite our yearn

towards a sunward tilt
and longer days

we crave that break into blossom;
the spiced pink of apple, peach, plum

how petals fly and fall
in a blizzard of unmelting sweet

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Little Girls: Veal

Posted on March 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

No sweeter meat was ever marketed,
wrapped tight and packaged,
shiny for delivery; use by dates
coded in biological clocks
ticking DNA

chose your cut carefully
because what is soft
what breaks in us
shifts to sinew,
muscles with time

and can choke
with too big a bite.

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The marcher stumbles

Posted on March 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

How do you travel
from that tie-dyed tent city
of 1986, pegged and jogged
across a continent
for peace

to now, your pulse threaded green
on a heart monitor
reassuring us
you did not fall

not yet.

The answer is
the walk is on foot,
slow, an almost
unmeasureable beat
between steps until we look back
to see the stretch, the span
of what was walked,

time.

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Posted on March 2, 2013 by Susan L Daniels

WOMEN (and men who love them)!!!! Let’s share our words.

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