What is it about me
That you avoid
Can’t look in my eyes
Look into the void
It’s inside of you
Inside of me
It’s everywhere
It’s like the sea
And when I say hi
And you turn away
It hurts me
And I don’t know why
The last time I saw you
Animals on safari
You made it plain
I’d nothing to gain
I said I’m sorry
Do I look like
A girl who hurt you
Well that’s not me
Do I...
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Circling tremor beneath
The flowers
Pulling, sucking at the roots
Waxen petals
Blend
With Dirt
Intone the musical whisper
Of your gut
Especially because you think it
Ugly, unknowable, naked
You must
Descend the hearth steps
Brick
Stone
Earth
Where Nothing
Drips
Fingertips
Lick dry lips
The table’s arranged
Don’t let slip
The infinite secret song
This aspect is
Barefoot-tender
Step and step
We can cross...
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Posted by
Betty Idarius on Jun 12th, 2011 in
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Poetry |
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If I were to love myself
The world would be transformed
No feeling inadequate, like I made a mistake
No comparing myself to others… no matter what
No feeling bad about how others respond to me
Their acceptance or not
No believing I’ve done anything to be sorry for
No feeling like I’ve let anyone down
Especially myself
Nothing at all wrong with me anymore
If I were to love myself.
If I were to love...
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Posted by
Betty Idarius on Dec 31st, 2010 in
Poetry |
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“I want to be the darkness!”
She said.
Not knowing how profound
Her desire and courage went.
Now I’m here with her
Tumbled into this place
Once more
With her leading me
Showing me the way
She always has been
Calling me to come down
To where heart was lost
A very long time ago
She wants me to stay here forever now
Never leave again
I’ve been prone to leaving
Hating the darkness
The decay and stench here
The...
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Thank you for the chances you offered me
The Doors you opened
That I took
That I walked through
And for letting me see your anger
When I didn’t
And thank you for letting me know
That your anger didn’t mean
I was wrong
Thank you so much
For pushing me to dig deeper
Under the sleepiness
To get to my terror and rage and grief
How trained I’d been
To say I was fine
After I’d fallen and
Hurt...
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