A frozen thought

Gleaned within the dead of winter

Solemnly stood

Looking for the answers, 

Answers that I’ve known

In the deepest recesses my soul

There is love

There is a mother

And I have poetry

Poetry ~ given me to fight

In words protected and calmed

By the shadows of light

Protected from the night

There ~ it is love and all Earthly delights

It is my shield

A fortress, so strong and mighty

I choose thoughts, the words

And writing is to reveal them

It is my armor; it is my strength

Safety in the womb protecting my truths

It is my own and no one can claim

I am a poetess

I am a writer

I am a book

I am, as you are

And only you ~

Understand

 

BJ