A Poem

I haven't written in a while and I miss it. I've been stupidly busy and have a lot going on but nothing I really want to write about. I decided to share a poem I wrote last fall. *

Curves and Lines

     My body is the Goddess's

     not a single curve out of place

     cause I can see my form in nature

     all the beautiful, round shapes to trace

But cities are made by men

you can see it in their design

cold and hard, constructed

all straight lines and street signs

     We do our best to invade them

     with bushes, trees and vines

     but they always feel constricted

     to a pretty little box in time

Meanwhile outside the cities borders

the ongoing ugly rat-race

is mowing down curves and forests

marching on leaving nary a trace

     Still, no matter how many lines they draw

     with their rulers to tell them how big

     when it's time to lay the foundation

     look where they have to dig

Into the sacred skin of our Mother

on the altar of our birth

source of all the life we know

the ever-spinning, round, round Earth

*

Hope you all like it!