Sex

How to pleasure a woman is boasted

How to caress her body is taught

When they discuss how she tasted

Like it wasn’t a sacred act

If you want to know how to pleasure a woman

Why don’t you ask her?

She will always know better than you

But arrogance is paramount

And we’re too embarrassed

To tell you how we really like it

To pleasure a woman is to nourish her soul

We have enough knowledge to teach the male sex

How to have sex

How to caresses a body without a touch

To not assume we all like it rough

We sometimes put it down to low sex drive

When really – they just don’t know how to please us right

The bees healed me

The bees healed me

Each flower they pollinated woven into my skin

A seamstress by day, my own body for design

He sewed ivy into my tongue so that I could not speak

But silenced again I will not be

I took out the stitches and a sunflower replaced it

After you left me bare

The bees made me a new dress

With honey they caressed me

I rolled in grass and the daisies joined me

Together we are strong and bright

I embraced my old cast iron Singer

Cobwebs danced around it

An old story told whilst a new story unfolds

The bees chose daffodils this time

With each stitch my old skin faded

Now it’s like he never touched me

I can lay back under the sun

Whilst the bees feed me, once more

Feeling music

Oh you can wait

But I’ve waited for so long

I’ve listened to the radio everyday, waiting to hear that song

I can’t put my finger on which one

Just one that makes me feel

A memory from my childhood

Or something that wasn’t real

Something once created in my head

Which my mind is trying to claw back

Reminiscing on things that weren’t even said

In a pantomime that I have to act

Maybe the smell of freshly cut grass

Before school when I’d open my window

Or walking to work on that same path

That I first heard Take Care years ago

When Mom used to play Aretha Franklin

She’d say a little prayer for me

Now even when I’m panicking

I can hear it playing so clearly

Morning walks with wet hair

I never learned my lesson

I can’t catch a cold out there

If I welcome it as a blessing

Maybe Blackbird by the Beatles

Or Cherry Wine by Hozier

The sound of birds could defeat it all

Or maybe I just need some closure

Redbone by Gambino

Or even Feels like Summer

As even goosebumps I feel, though

That warmth is never far from her

Eating alone

I fear that you’ll never let go

I’ve tried ushering you away

Like an ant in a built-up town

I’m trying to find you a new home

I am a tired bee and I’ve pollenated you

But you’ve run out of sugar water

You used it all in the cups of tea I made us

They’ve gone cold and the kettle has run out of water

Like a pigeon eating out the palm of a child

You peck until my hands are sore

These hands need to be preserved

So I can build you a new home

You drain me like pasta water

I can add it to my cooking but I want to eat alone

I only lit a candle for one

I know you hold enough fire for us both

But I don’t want to feel that heat anymore

I must let go of the old me

Dancing in the dark

I’ve found it too much fun dancing in the dark

For my footwork is impeccable and timing to the nearest mark

It’s a beautiful thing to dance to your own music

Keeping hold of beat so that you don’t lose it

A loud silence echoing off of old stone walls

Whilst my feet move in perfect time to the calls

Even sometimes I dance to the sweet bird song

Under the moonlight, as it casts a shadow so strong

At the first quarter is when i feel I dance my best

As that’s when darkness tends to my every request

I can finally let go and my feet feel alive

Til’ the next full moon, I hope I will survive

If I live til’ autumn

If I live til’ autumn, I think I’ll finally be free

As for so long, the darkness has coddled me

My colours now dampened by the cold winter dew

Whilst I beckon to you summer, in order to feel brand new

Here I fall gracefully, from the oak trees clutch

Reaching back to you, but still just out of touch

Waiting for autumn wind, to take me over the greenery

Where with each wave, I’ll soak up the scenery

Once the trees let me go, I can finally be free

As for so long, they have been keeping hold of me

I know it’s time to go, I can feel it deep inside

The wind blows ferociously

Vulnerable – and nowhere to hide

Shedding the burnt orange, to embrace an emerald green

If I live til’ autumn, the greatest journey ever seen

I won’t be here for long, and I can’t live forever

Autumn winds felt heavy, but lifted me like a feather

I’m not sure now, that I will live to see the day

The day where, the autumn winds lifted me away

Mountain

Stuck between its too late and it’s only just started

In the middle I will sit until

I am rescued

Eyes closed dipping my feet in both ponds

The best years are to come but all the best years have gone

Summer sunshine met with holy matrimony

Vows to myself to remain youthful

Whilst my skin glows but my bones ache

Wondering if wisdom has made me feel older

I’ve felt so much in so little time

So I will sit with my toes in freezing water until

I can’t feel

To climb the mountain barefoot and

Take me back to where it all began

Male Gaze

We base our lives around the male gaze

Which look will get us the most praise

I wonder how beautiful our minds would shine

If their authentic selves were to align

Pretty is always our ticket to respect

The absence of beauty returns a lot less

If that is the case I don’t want the ticket

I will rip it up and then I will bin it

What power if we showed what’s deep inside

That side to ourselves that we try to hide

That side to ourselves that we try to suppress

In order to gain that bit more respect

If the only ticket to equality is to be pretty

The only ticket that will get us into the city

Where only the successful & beautiful seem to reside

I will happily walk for the rest of my life

homemade prisons

I don’t want to die because I feel like I haven’t lived yet 

But I’ve spent everyday living afraid of dying 

How ironic that the prisons we reside in

Are the ones we build for ourselves 

animal kingdom

it’s time to take back our planet now we are all free
what a wonderful life this is going to be
humans now contained, to see no daylight for weeks
whilst we utilise our space, to make it less bleak
the future is looking clear, like the shallow waters I’m finally drifting in
let’s take back our kingdom, which we have for so long been prisoners in
let’s graze through the grass and never stop running
through empty fields, they will see us coming
every species you can imagine, back where we belong
they will watch from their windows as we stand strong
we will all meet in unison, never to be separated
a force to be reckoned with, a new life that we’ve created
food for us all, eachother we can not eat
the humans can’t eat us either, as we are out of reach
they will watch along as we reclaim our land
once out of hiding, they will no longer stand
their only choice is to step down, for us to show our refinement
in a land filled with colour, and no more confinement