Guest Artist, Friend and Poet, M. MacDonald has written this moving piece, it is so good I want to honour her and post it on our blog.
Original Artwork by M. MacDonald @ Creative Heart Art and The Moonskin Journals
I want you to be free, as free as they do not want you to be.
I want hot coffee with cream and sugar,
green grass, and a blue sky while wearing my bare feet.
I want them to tell the truth.
I want the jingo to leave the jingo ism, be put in prison, in a hot walled room.
I want the babies to stop dying, injected by lies, poisoned by chemical laden air, bombed to oblivion.
I want to press my finger, deep, into his eye and make him confess, on the world stage, that he is a murderer.
I want to do that to all of them.
I want to do that to her.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want you to get who I am.
I want men to grow the fuck up.
I want women to grow the fuck up.
I want people with children to kiss them now.
I want you to know who I am.
I want you to know who you are.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want FB Memes to be inspiring.
I want the use of the word awesome as an all encompassing adjective to be banned.
I want you to laugh.
I want you to fucking roar.
I want you to know abandonment.
I want you to align your love with truth and loyalty.
I want you to find out what that means.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth..
I want to breathe clean pure air and feel safe.
I want deep blue sky and mountains of mightiness.
I want to be home.
I want language to be treasured.
I want to catch your salted tears.
I want my heart to be more tender.
I want her to say sorry and mean it.
I want to not have that shadow.
I want a mind of constant wonder.
I want the day I saw a dragonfly for the first time feeling back, to remind me.
Constantly.
I want people who befriend me to mean it.
I want to know courage.
I want chocolate to be worse than sex.
I want to write a poem, a micro cosm, macro cosm, a cosmic love song for the cosmos.
I want you to know the dancer in the dance.
I want you to know its me.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want him not to be dead forever.
I want goodbyes to be a joyful wave.
I want to be held in loving arms .
I want you to save me.
I want to save you.
I want me to save her.
I want to love all.
I want you to acquiesce and admit you were wrong.
I want to be humble.
I want to be strong.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth..
I want my mother to die peacefully in sleep.
I want her to say goodbye to me.
I want her body to sail in glory.
I want you to think of death as a door way.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want you to listen.
I want you to hear me with all of your body.
I want you to hear me with all of your soul.
I want to create a thing of stop in time beauty.
I want you to understand,
I want you to comprehend.
I want you to walk in my skin.
I want to walk in yours .
I want you to see through my eyes
I want to see through the beauty of yours.
I want a dreamland walking.
I want to make a difference.
I want insipid posturing to be outlawed.
I want arrogance to be notifiable.
I want to see women as they are.
I want to see men as they are.
I want the gift of your anger to treasure it in my hands.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want the sea to be wild and free.
I want the fire to be wildly free.
I want the water to be roaring free.
I want the earth to be free.
I want the wind to be free.
I want all beings free.
I want it all to be untethered for eternity.
I want my soul to travel in time.
I want passion to be compulsory.
I want to fight for your child.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth.
I want you to grow a brain as big as you think your cock is.
I want it to have a mind to match it, and heart flooded with empathy.
I want you to stop pouting at the camera
I want ugly to be beautiful.
I want to be visible,
I want to be invisible.
I want you to see me.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth..
I want a best friend before I die.
I want the fake stopped.
I want integrity to be as vital as blood .
I want you to look me in the eye
I want all the big fish put in a very big sea.
I want the little fish to thank me.
I want you to say sorry to me.
I want you to stop fucking patronizing me.
I want the lies to stop.
I want the hypocrisy to stop.
I want peace.
I want you to fucking respect me.
I want intensity to be a virtue.
I want to be clever and kind.
I want to remember your name as well as I remember that kiss.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving for this earth..
I want people to see the creator creative, within the creation.
I want spirals to be compulsory.
I want bees to be saved.
I want pink hearts- instead of taking the time to make a considerate comment- to be contemptible.
I want you to be able to map my humor without directions.
I want you to think deep thoughts.
I want you to be loved.
I want you to go mad then come back again and tell me about it.
I want you to know I'll understand.
I want to walk between two worlds.
I want the raven to love me all in black.
I want to speak dolphin.
I want the cruelty to end.
I want them all to be held accountable and stopped, for ever.
I want to stop grieving this earth.
Copyright: M .MacDonald 4th September 2013
Go Mhairead, love this.
ReplyDeleteI especially like these lines...
ReplyDeleteI want you to say sorry to me.
I want you to stop fucking patronizing me.
I want the lies to stop.
I want the hypocrisy to stop.
I want peace.
I want you to fucking respect me.
I want intensity to be a virtue.
I want to be clever and kind.
I want to remember your name as well as I remember that kiss.
Way to go, Ms. M. I, too, would love to speak dolphin!
ReplyDeleteChange the I to We xxx
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