Soulmate

I’ve been looking for you forever

My sister, my twin

The parts of me who flew away

From the pain that was inescapable

Unendurable

You left

And I went numb

With shock, to survive

And then I forgot

You’d ever existed

And just felt emptiness

Where your life had once filled my heart

I cobbled a self out of what of me remained

And tried to find my way

But when you are missing key parts of your soul

Life always feels like it has not quite begun

So I’ve lived a half life

I’ve been like a ghost

While my real self was in limbo somewhere

And now here I am

Calling all of me back

My doppelgänger come home to roost

I feel my heart fill

I recognize what is at the same time foreign

Like meeting a twin separated at birth

Who I am now makes sense

No more searching the ends of the earth

Inspired by The Daily Prompt Daily Word: doppelgänger

As Charged

Yes, I am

Guilty of loving you

Lock me up

Throw away the key

I’ll do my time

Give me

A full sentence

Please

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: guilty

Come Into Her Own

She was born a white, wild witch

A sister-mother of the Earth

She spoke tree and peony, wind and ocean wave, too

In her wise innocence she spoke of what she heard and knew

And too early on she was soul-shamed and silenced

She learned to deny her white, witchy ways

She created a person to please the world

And set her face and her sprit in a reigned-in smile

While inside her real feelings swirled

Years passed, she lived her life

And planted seeds of love as best she could

Until one day, her body and mind said “Enough!”

And the witch lain long-dormant awoke

She traversed the inner landscape of her soul and her heart

And rekindled the senses she knew

Like a genie released from the prison of its bottle

Her life force once again filled her body-form, free

She rebirthed her own glorious Self

She gave herself a name befitting a Queen

Stood tall and breathed into her power and strength

A great White Witch walking in full glory and graces

If you listen carefully, the trees are all singing sweet relief

And the flowers have smiles on their faces

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Family Matters

Lush Life

The darkness descended

The blight that you brought to my lands

Soul-grooves

Worn into my heart

Rivulets of salt-tears

Eroded the once-pristine landscape inside

But I’ve started a conservancy

To build my self up again

Renew, rebuild, regrowth

One day, no traces of you will remain on my terrain

And the wind will carry the seeds of my heartlands

To populate fertile fields so that love will spread

And color the world a thousand shades of beautiful

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt; rivulet

The Real McCoy

Who is the authentic me

The me I feel I am inside

Or the me that everyone sees in me

Inspired by The Daily Word Word Prompt: authentic

Bare Light

Her eyes were luminescent

I saw straight into her soul

All else had been but stripped away

She was left to be simply whole

Her dying body housed a loving heart

And from that she shone and she was

I came to know that all that matters

Is our humanness – our goodness, and flaws

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word prompt: luminescent

The Homecoming

When the self betrays the soul

There’s a wounding, a loss

It takes trust and love

For the wound to heal

For the piece that left

To feel safe enough to return

To believe that that betrayal

Will never happen again

What that part cannot know

Is that once it comes back

The self will fight to the death

To keep her home, to keep her whole

Inspired by The Daily Post Word Prompt: betrayed

Buried Child

I hold you in my heart

My forever-talisman

No one else can see you

But I know you are there

My scarred and broken one

My deepest, darkest night

You will never know despair again

You will never suffer alone

You are what keeps me whole

You are what keeps me sane

Inspired by The Daily Post: talisman

A Sea Change

I write a lot about being a woman and aging.

(See A Table of One’s Own and On Aging.)

I am committed to changing the narrative around middle-aged and older women (and men.)

I want the women (and men) who come after me to have a better path, a more welcoming one, as they move out of “youth” into their 40’s, 50’s and beyond.

I want them to never have to feel “invisible.”

I blame advertising and other forms of media.

We simply stop seeing people on television and film, for the most part, after they turn 45 or so.

Sure, we see a few as needed for the main story. The parent of the lead. The grandparent of the lead’s kids. A judge, a doctor, maybe — although today, for the most part, you see lawyers and doctors on shows and in movies who are in their mid-20’s to mid 30’s.

Oh, sure, there is the occasional uptight matron, or kooky neighbor or unmarried aunt. Or maybe a ball-busting woman playing a politician or high-ranking military officer.

But usually, we stop seeing any stories of people over 45 until they become grumpy old men or grandma’s on rampage.

In advertising, there is a gap between women and men aged 45 until over 65 or so. We see parents until their kids go off to college, and then “bam”! Nothing until it is time for dentures and Depends.

There’s just this big gap. And in that gap would be those of us between the ages of 45 and 65.

So my theory is that because youth grow up literally not seeing people ages 45 to 65 reflected back to them on TV and in magazines and films, they simply do not see us.

We are invisible to them.

I want this to change. I want to be a part of this change.

I am doing what I can by finding people who are brave enough to write stories that contain middle-aged and older people in central roles and stories and doing all I can to get cast in their pieces or support their work however I can by donating or watching or simply giving them a “Way to go!”

And I am writing my own stories that will reflect that population and am working to produce them.

I can go and support films of the people who have already done this. I can watch shows such as “Grace and Frankie” on Netflix who are featuring stories of people in their 70’s to support the efforts being made to get people over 45 into meaningful stories.

I do not yet know how else, but I know that I will be a part of this change.

It will be a sea change, for sure. But a change is a’coming, if I have my way.

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: invisible

Twin Heart

you’re still here, in my heartbeat

I breathe, and I wonder

is there breath where you are

when I sleep, I look for you

long to look in your eyes

my sister, my selfsame

my identical heart

Inspired by The Daily Post: identical