Poetry
Story undressed
Naked and vulnerable
Liquor without mix
Can you feel the burn?
Fear biting your heels
Run fast in to the darkness
You won’t get out
Love
Blindly swirling in to
Heartache
Pouring pain
Rape Race Sexuality Religion
Grotesque Dark Sweaty Promise
Power Pride Commitment Hope
Uncomfortable
No clothing to hide behind
Poetry undressed
~Alisa Hutton
Consumed by the complexities of our days the struggle to connect increasingly burdened
Souls tethered by connection seemingly pulled apart by the unimportant matters of life
We walk silently in the forest seeking ground to bind our individual notes
I feel the anger rise in me as I allow myself to see those who have stepped in ill faith leaving intended holes
Her eyes speak
Swallowed by the same monsters simply wearing different clothes
Love and fire throw us to the ground, Winter Solstice reminding us of growth
Today our animals feed
Feasting in passion with the earth on our backs, bodies pressed our sweat intermingled in wet flow
The roar of our raw nature the only peace we need to know
We met in the forest
We are tethered souls
~Alisa Hutton
When she goes silent, you need to listen
Find her in a dusted corner
Blinds drawn
A room for one
Black and white with broken wings
Her words her mind, unspoken her heart
Darkness, struggle and ferocity will shake you in prose
Inner depths echo only in her eyes
Silent
She screams to be heard, never held
Find her heart and warm it carefully
When she goes silent, you need to listen
~Alisa Hutton
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