Posts Tagged ‘opposites’




You think it’s so much better to be petal,

pink flower, the perfumed bloom that lures


the bee. You with your flutter and blush.

Not all of us can be soft. Not all of us


can be beauty, and you have that role

all wrapped up. You with your tender buds,


your loveliness splayed. But I was not

made that way. Was made prick. Was


made barbed. Was made snappish

and piercing and sharp. Was made


fierce. Was made lance. Was made

to take no chances with survival.


There is glory in defense. Everything

that touches me remembers. I’m the one


that defines the scene. How would you know

your beauty without me?



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bringing the far
in close,

a reconciliation
of opposites,

that is what he said
he was doing

the white cloud,
the dark branch

connected on canvas,
a meeting of what tumbles

and what rises, though
everything eventually falls

and then rises,
how could I not

think of you and me
a far and a close

still searching
for the frame that

can hold us both

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God turns you from one feeling to another
and teaches by means of opposites,
so that you will have two wings to fly,
not one.

I am stone and I am river.
I am here and I am gone.
I am the apple and the hunger.
I am lost and I am found.
I am harlot and the pure one.
I am chosen. I’m tossed out.
I am mystery and revelation.
I am certainty and doubt.
I’m the one you love,
you hate me, too,
I am leaf and the space
where the leaf once was.
I am thief and I restore things.
I am the anchor and the wave.
And I am the song, the song
that stays in your mind
long after you’ve told it to leave.
And I am the silence, the silence
you welcome and the silence you fill
with anything, anything
just to keep the silence away.
I am not myself.
I am more you than I am me.
And we, we are flying,
we are flying, love,
we are the sky, we are the wings.

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