How do I describe that time in my life I’m fourteen and there is strife But something pierces through me It’s as though I can suddenly see What’s before me on the page I’m kicking back and burning sage In my window dressing by the sea The moment when God touched me With Her ephemeral light Says, get up, kid, you’ll be alright And all of a sudden the night was done You can’t fear the dark when you know the sun And it came to me like a breeze or chill Says, move it, girl, or I will And forever was a mountain I couldn’t move So many exams and so much to prove But I won’t be writing for the Longford Leader I’ll be spinning yarns so you’ll believe her And time has passed But that time will always last As I scream my breath out into the air And find something real that is there More than what pulls away Like cobwebs at the break of day Filled with few in the morning light But transparent and alright Catching rays and bending frames Being so much more than their names Like I did in first class I woke up and it kicks ass!
When you get knocked down do you ever consider staying on the floor
Let everyone else continue their war
While you use eyes to stare at stars
You can only see because you’re in the dark
And give yourself time to contemplate
Why you always return to this repetitious state
And if it says something about who you should be
That you’ve only been escaping from dignity
In silent stillness on the ground
You find the peace that’s all around
The Poetry Book 