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Unstack your load onto me
as my fountain rusts out, and I will
throw my love on your frozen ground
to thaw, unlock and lift it all away.

I will twist the sun and the moon
to change the weather and seasons for you.
This is pouring rain,
yet this is paradise.
~~ Rain is my paradise, yet you are paramount. ~~
In and of our singular truths
Peering through lustful eyes
We become things of paranoia
All the things we despise

We tend to hate mystery
Things we fail to understand
Constantly worry about status quo
Capitalise on supply and demand

Laugh at our brothers loss
Hoard up our pennies and dimes
Never lend a helping hand
To those in hard times

Hate our neighbor of color
Wish upon them a horrid demise
Then when karma calls
We stand wide-eyed in surprise

Kindness is considered weakness
Love, a sinful shame
If one doesn't fit the mold
Then by all means, slander their name

We may all believe differently
But yet we are the same
We each breathe in and out
And humanity is our name
like when you
are so close to
reaching home
you just realize
that you'll enter
a place wherein
your true self
is not accepted.
I hate this feeling!!!
There is something to be said for a snowstorm
to be inside a living snow globe perpetually overturned
to feel its delightful sting
to watch a child for the first time watching
how the world can change before her eyes
Brutal and honest, the snow humbles you
It is not polite, the snow
It does not ask permission
In its giving, it takes
What a beautiful contradiction, the snow

And after
everything so still
like the world is holding its breath
A perfect sugar loaf
New surfaces that have never been traversed
tempting you to walk where no man has walked before
The world feels ready
Anything can happen after a snowfall
Where I am it is dark
The light tries to find me
but I move away
I keep my hands to myself
I leave happiness
for another day
A moment with you,
my dear,
is enough.
One sip of you fills my soul
but, oh, how I wish
I could drink the whole cup.
A bleak day
and bleaker still
Rain pocks the pavement
and my windowsill

Come heavy winds tonight
they say
casting eerie shadows
as the trees will sway

The earth will shake
with thunder and doubt
But make no mistake
That's what life is about

Each storm brings the promise
of life and decay
You may die tomorrow
oh, but you're alive today

And when fear holds you
and darkness persists
please remember, my dear
that true love exists
I dreamt that I was a rock and found I was stronger than a Man
I dreamt that I was a tree and found that I was taller than a Man
I dreamt that I was a bird and knew freedom as no Man could ever know
I dreamt that I was the Sun and gave Man his light

I wakened to find I was all of these things
For there is no strength equal to that of a Woman's will
And no tree more majestic than a Woman
Nor is there any bird more graceful than a Woman's heart
And it is but a whim from a Woman that guides a Man

Rebecca T. Renish
Published 1994
Space In Between, Anthology
National Library of Poetry
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