Saturday, December 29, 2012

Birthday

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Let's span the poles
hand in hand
as we celebrate this
most important day of
birth and rebirth
life and sobriety
friendship!
I bow to you and then
we dance, joyfully
graceful, toes twinkling
in the aurora borealis
of our hopes and dreams.
Giggling over sweets and tea
delighting in our
commonalities of
friendship
wordsmithing
humor.
Despite the fact
we've never met,
virtual sisters joined
by choice.

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Christmas past



















The inner child weeps as
we decorate the tree,
her tears seeping down
my cheeks, at the
memories attached to
each ornament
some made
some given
some sad.
I gently hang
the tiny stocking
with her name,
remembering the
sisters who each have
one just like it with
names in glitter.
She misses them,
as I do, but contact isn't worth
the pain
that is always
delivered.
So many sad
childhood Christmases,
not about the presents
or lack of,
but about the annual message
delivered of
being
'less than'
'not good enough'
'bad'.
Never about anything
positive, only
negative.
Unkind, untrue words
spoken by
abusers
child molesters
parents
clergy,
undeservedly certain of
their goodness
rightness
righteousness.
We survived those
young years, to tell
our truth
and to make
joyful holidays
happen
now.