Dowry

from TheFeatheredSleep

TheFeatheredSleep

surrealist_art_by_ray_caesar_5There were no shotguns

no contraception necessary

the sterile

marriage was secret

rushed through with hands in front of mouths

to spare the blush of court-house staff

unaccustomed to women without men

they looked down as if crestfallen

it was fortunate I had not enough time to purchase

a dress

for it had always been my desire

to marry barefoot with knives in my hair

carrying your child to the altar

squirming in my belly

this didn’t come to pass

squinting down lashed road

I see where I dropped myself

in the desert without my shoes

like old coinage without power of purchase

I watched the purple sky

reduce in cold boil

until amber filled horizon

night creatures stirred without sight

I didn’t have a way back

I didn’t have a way forward

this was my dowry

the sand blowing without mercy

scratching at the door

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You want to be famous? Are you sure?

Yes I’m doing a few re-blogs…but this post is irresistible and when you open it you’ll see why 🙂

look around!

You want to be famous? I’m asking you again. You want to be famous? You want people to recognize you on the street. You want to be followed everywhere by paparazzo?

want-to-be-famousYou want to have a lot of money? You want to be rich? You want to be on television? You want your life to be exposed and thousand of people find out all you do, all you eat, all you want… all your secrets?

Think well! I know, it’s nice to have everything, fame, money, influence… But you must know! You will be hunted, not the hunter. You will be a gazelle and thousands of predators will be watching you.

want-to-be-famous-02Watch the eyes from photos bellow just for some minutes! Are you prepared to be under the magnifier every moment of your life? To wait every moment with fear the predator attack?

So, think!

Someone watching you right now…

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Bravery

A powerful poem from Leanne Rebecca

She's in Prison

Bravery

I’ve been trying to post this poem for a week and a half, but my computer wouldn’t let me save it no matter what I tried. I started to think maybe it wasn’t meant to be shared, but I refused to listen.

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