Tuesday, October 12, 2010

October 12, 2010

There is not much to say about today's poem. I think it speaks for itself. However, the process remains a mystery. Just after writing about how hard this month has been, how much work the writing, this poem came to me as I was in the shower. Born fully formed in the moist air and cleansing water. Hmmm......

Poem for Tyler Clementi
(and for all those persecuted for their sexual orientation)

Fear in your eyes
pales alongside
what hides
under the mask
of those who torment.

Fear and hatred being ugly
children of Ignorance.

I ache that you died alone
not cradled in tender arms
of one strong enough
whose love would carry you
through time.

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