it doesn't matter who, or what, these may be about
only that words heal the real wounds, or the what ifs
or that imagination and fantasy are just as, if not more, fascinating than real life
and that sometimes, life is just a mix of all of these
- olive
*all writings are original work by Sara Olivera Ramirez
poems
epiphaniesyour epiphanies
last a week maybe even less leaves me unimpressed |
fadinglosing your glitter
losing your shine losing your place inside my mind I find the exhilarating thoughts floating down like dust to dust |
Truthand so began a tale so blue
one where I almost ran away with you but I revealed the truth within me brought her out into the light a birth I gave wasn't it a daughter you craved? Truth, she came but you turned away the light of her too immense to bear not fully surprised yet you were still the demise of everything that no longer stood true I still think of your admiration for the mother in me the nurture your soul craved all the love she never gave |
milk and honeyI am the milk
I am the honey A promised land You can't own me |
apocalypseI am your apocalypse
A Revelation of all things true A fiery call for all things new |
blackholemy love
you would drown in my love my depth a blackhole a commital you could never find your way out of |
she ismessy like a raging ocean
calming like a healing potion beauty that begets devotion |
the weight of youtwo years
many pounds later I worked hard to free myself from this weight |
counterfeitbreaking bread with the devil
disguised as a friend is on me a counterfeit ally is a committed enemy |
trinitycrucifixion
resurrection insurrection a holy trinity a holy grail a price to pay a woman's way |
tetheredyour gravity tethers me
even when all else floats around in a state of oblivion |
eve and hagar"woman, you must be tired
from carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders" said the creature in the desert "I am the world" she said "I carry the weight of the Universe within me" |
oasisto the river in the desert
to the omen in the sky holy guides whispering "it is time" to where, I did not know "have faith, for you will find" a new space past the surface of a splintered cross past the empty village another loss a return to home to the center of my self a true oasis in the desert a place sourced by my own wealth of my honey, and my own milk |
SpiritSpirit says
"do not tremble, you have trembled long enough" take what is yours and take it now |
the last suppera seat at the table
the tilt in your halo we once shared the same home now you break bread with Rome |
floorslike our old home
these floors creak and groan in a way that I wait for them to break too much trust you ask of me for old and weary things that may not hold the weight of all this baggage we carry |
your chains in my towntheir old violence
in my hometown these cycles come back around but here I am you've yet to face me this is where I stand my ground this is where you go down |
pleasantly dismisseda phone call with you
ignoring what the doctor says to do ignoring my concern and thoughts pleasantly dismissed the call is ended on fake niceties I realize how much my voice has never mattered to you or others the most important ones I realize how angry I have been for many years because of it |
stock market crashthe lies run deeper than I knew
the stocks left in this currency are few you lied withheld truth you took me for a fool what you don't know is that I already, somehow knew it's all in the light now I don't want to look at you |
sunshineyour first smile
your first cry I'll be your first love as you'll be mine a ray of light through a grey storm I sing you the song that says you're the sun my beginning never my end always a continuum these moments that blend |
quarantinewould you put the phone down
and hold me while the world falls apart? let's watch those movies about having heart |