Heart Shaped Mold

stormclouds

pouring rain

thunder then lightning

an electric shock

shattering the pitcher

into thousands of glass slivers

causing me to bleed

as i finger swept

into shapes upon the floor

they punctured through

piercing my heart

cutting to my soul.

the wind kicked up

debris and dust

swirled and twisted

into an oklahoma dirt devil

casting teardrops into mud

the storm kept raging

a calm set in

enveloped in teh eye

the center

where the sun shines down

and light is found

the caked mud dried

was carried away

with a gentle breeze

little birds sang in harmony

while gathering the picture pieces

in a pile under the sun

in the encompassing warmth

they glistened and liquified

overflowing from my hands

into a heart shaped mold

the glass heart strung around my neck

worn on the outside

it hung

until one day

my new transparent heart

and i became one

from that day forward

it catches the light rays

shining bright like a star

shooting from deep inside

from shattered glass

to inner beauty

reshaped from the past

Embracing Femininity

Time to embrace

my god given gift

the all mighty

power of femininity.

my body

my curves

my scent

my vessel

housing my soul.

blessing it is

hard to express

in a conservative society

like the one that exists.

so much more than just flesh

a truth i am starting to understand

something to explore

not to be afraid of

or to feel any shame from

embracing my femininity

at the eve of thirty

in this rebirth i shall

be one with it in all ways i can.