Sunday, November 29, 2009


"Hold on...

Hold on to your self,

This is gonna hurt like hell." --Sarah McLachlan

There's no short way.

Move through it

Like moving through a fever--

Move through it

Like waist deep water--

Dark below,

Dark above.

The night is full of tigers.

Oh yes,

They have broken hearts, too;

Tooth and claw no more use than


Against these enemies

Whose names are





Lay down with them all.

Lay down with tigers.

In the morning, you'll rise up off their sleeping warmth

With stripes of ambivalence and experience

On your body, too.

Go stumbling back to the farm.

They'll know you are not the same.

You'll know it, too.

The night will stay with you

In every black stripe,

But when the fever breaks

And the tide goes out,

You can walk through the world as a woman again--

In the noon,

Tomorrow, or next week or next year,

Someone will see you and say,


You are so beautiful."

You will dip your head,

And once again it will be your choice

What you want to do.


Thank you to the tigers, who continue to inspire me.


Dulce said...

Dealing with those tigers is necessary ... only just to learn... then run away from them-as hell

Elizabeth Bradley said...

I knew a tiger once that lived in a cage. I wanted to let him out but he would not have been any happier with the freeways and the traffic. He would have been like King Kong.

Riot Kitty said...

Hang in there - I wish I could write like you!

Joanna Jenkins said...

Wow, you have a wonderful way with words and a gorgeous blog.

Thanks for being my 300th Follower! I'm so excited.

Hope you had a great Thanksgiving!


Pouty Lips said...

This is the kind of courage I admire. And I thought my little inconveniences in life were a lot to bear. I think I'll stop whining now. Thanks Pop Tart for being my GF when I need a shoulder to cry on.

Tabitha Bird said...

Beautiful words!

Thanks for the visit to my blog. I simply adore poetry and those who can craft them. I am glad I found you. :)

Shadow said...

somehow i think you are not talking about tigers at all... lotsa love shay, we can get through anything. with our friends to guide us.

Mama Zen said...

Stripes of ambivalence and experience look lovely on you.

~ Tabitha ~ said...

I hadn't thought of it from a "tigers" perspective before.Lovely.

Daryl said...

Ah .. another deep and sensual moment

g-man said...

The poetess with the mostess!

Gillian said...

Your poetry, ambrosia!!!

Cloudia said...

Tiger tiger (and Shay) Burning bright!!!

Aloha, Friend!

Comfort Spiral

Kay said...

excuse the phrase, term...but that is a poetic orgasm :) a heart-felt lovely write, imagery divine!

Kelly Dickson said...

There's no short way. Move through it - yeah or it will just move you with it... i know this poem intimately. I need to walk through this world as a whole woman, not fragmented pieces of doing, but to just be... hold your head high shay... no shame, let your inner beauty shine through, and in the next set of smiling eyes you see, smile back x