Not Okay

The indomitable Sarah Doughty, beautiful people. Truth is spoken here–such truth.

Sarah Doughty

“Here’s the thing:
Nothing about this is okay.
You are not okay.”

Here’s the thing you don’t seem to understand. You aren’t funny. Intolerance, bigotry, and misogyny is no laughing matter. It is not okay to turn someone’s fears into a joke. It is not okay to mock someone. It is not okay taunt a victim. To make excuses for what happened to them. To make light of what they needed to do to survive.

Have you not noticed the trail of burned bridges you’ve left behind you? Have you not noticed the people you have offended? How about the fact that they are women, or men that appreciate women for who they are? Their strength. Their resilience.

No. It is not okay. You are not okay. Get some fucking perspective and some humility while you’re at it.

© Sarah Doughty

Try to learn to be better.
For the sake…

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My Emotional Journey from Menstruation to Menopause

An extremely detailed article on “medical menopause” from Janice Reid at Navigating the Change.

As a child, I had always dreaded the start of my menstruation. I had seen my mother go through it and then my sister a few years before me. By 1980, I had seen and heard enough to know I wanted no part of it. But because Mother Nature knows best, at twelve years old […]

My Emotional Journey from Menstruation to Menopause

Year of the Tiger

“If we’re going to burn this year
let’s burn brightly”

Very well said, by Bartholomew Barker. This is a delightful poem. Please swing by Bart’s little neck of the blogosphere and check it out.

Bartholomew Barker, Poet

Year of the Tiger

That Cheshire cat grin
of the slim crescent
setting in the twilight
is the smirk of a tiger

Will we catch it by the tail
or will the fire in its eyes
ignite the tinder as we saunter
into the flames

If we’re going to burn this year
let’s burn brightly


Happy Lunar New Year! This poem written to the prompts Tiger and Saunter and, of course, shamelessly stolen lines from Blake.

 

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Misery

don’t spread your wings stay a while don’t fly away i love your smile i’ll writhe and scream if you take that flight if you leave, i won’t write gone you go, but it won’t be long soon i’ll hear your comeback song no matter how far you go, you’ll feel my wrath you plus […]

Misery

I’m so glad she’s back. Do yourself a solid and visit Kelley’s blog. This piece is one I believe many people can relate or did relate to at some point. Misery will creep in and overstay and overstep in any way she can, don’t let her rule your life.

Your Poem From Me

For some of you who may not have seen this . . . the first gift poem posts tomorrow. This is my way of giving back, and most times, the only way I can do that is through words.

Let me write a poem for you. I can give it life.

A Cornered Gurl

The Giving Cause

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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.

Carl Sandburg via BrainyQuote

I feel moved . . . compelled to do this. I have had this idea dancing about in my mind for a few weeks now, and with the world still spinning away from where we need it to be, the timing feels right. Poetry has always been my way of communicating when I did not know how to say what needed to be said. It is a way of me being able to connect with this community and other writing communities–an expression of everything I can emote, but has trouble leaving my lips and making its way into the ether. I know I am not alone when I share this–writers, especially those of us more akin and in tune to poetry, rely on our words to heal, help…

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