For the Unheard- A New Poem

This poem has been working it’s way through me for days now and finally it has arrived.

For the Unheard

by Beth Farrell

(Un)heard

Voice(less)

We become

We are photo-shopped

Sculpted

Painted

Sexualized

Bronzed

Anti-aged

(for your delight)

Quieted

(for generations)

in a man’s story

told to

stay quiet

told that

our power is (less)

told to say yes

and never no

 

Our voice

Heard

Rages in streams

In rivers

In oceans

In rain

In rivers

Our voices

Rage together

And Together

We

Soften stone

Inscribe wisdom onto riverbanks

Forge new waterways

For our daughters who will

Demand to be

heard.

To Brilliance

To Brilliance

(a new poem)

To Brilliance

Of being

Agenda-less for right now

Of making no meaning

To this moment or the next

 

To Brilliance

Of being

Spellbound by life

A blade of grass surfing in wind

An empty hammock waiting for a visitor

Quiet blossoms reaching for rain

Ordinary love that completes

And, her laughter

To Brilliance

Of being

Ordinary

And, exquisitely human

(Remember this.)