Inner-Stirrings of the Soul

My body is YEARNING for movement.
Limbs so long, always cramped up
In tight spaces
From being in too-small places
No one could ever understand the pain
In all my years of hiding in shame
From the teasing and torment…
spiraling down in a mutation to SELF-LOATHING…
And spending many years climbing back up
Many MORE years remembering that I have wings..
The truth of the matter is…
I just want to DANCE.

© 2017 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.

 

QUESTions

Darling,
When are you going to
Get that pressure and pain
Up off your back?
Why do you insist that it be there?
When the Most High paves the way
And the Ancestors guide you,
Why do you choose to stray?
And when will you stop running from yourself
Running from your True, Highest Self
Only to run INTO yourself
and further hurt yourself?
Falling?
No.
Darling,
You are so much MORE than that
So much more than FEAR
Your Destiny is unfolding before you yet So Sweet Child…
I ask…
When are you going to
Get that pressure and pain
Up off your back?
Take a deep breath, dive in,
and Set your Self FREE.

~”QUESTions”

Just a small note-to-Self that turned into a poem. ❤

© 2017 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.

Love Note #1

I still love you though I never knew you.

I still miss you…

You’re everything to me.

Everything that could have been…

A dream…

Everything I one day hope to be.

Fly free.

Ase.

 

~Waiting…

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Reflection

A fragile wall made of glass
Stands
Between us.
Palms pressed against
the cool surface
I’m on the outside looking
in.
Thank Goddess
I made my escape
When I did.

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Delayed Reaction

The gravity of the reality
of this situation
finally
came crashing down upon me
In waves,
solid waves,
throughout the night
last night.
And the absolute finality
of this frozen memory
also dawned upon me,
haunting me…
Tears soon followed
in waves,
solid waves,
throughout the night
last night,
haunting, daunting, taunting
For what seems to be
an eternity.
It’s almost hard to imagine
that I will be alright.

© 2016 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.

When the Inevitable Comes Knocking Again

After that last word was written,
Envelope sealed,
I felt myself be lifted
Up from my body, where I stare blankly down at myself
As I move now without thought…
My Mind is a million miles away
My eyes are dry but threaten to breaststroke
And the shards of my Heart are
Raining down, invisible.

 
© 2016 K. N. Dozier. All rights reserved.