“Crossroads and other poems,” by Tamsen Grace; drawing by Bea Garth

"Stories We Could Tell," mixed media by Bea Garth, copyright 2017

“Stories I Could Tell,” mixed media by Bea Garth, copyright 2017

Crossroads

by Tamsen Grace, copyright 2017

There’s pain
In the crossing,
Overlapping,
Intersecting.
juxtaposition
of your future
meeting a past
you no longer belong to.
Same streets,
crossroads,
patterns of life
bringing you back,
but at last setting you free.

 .

Love is a Strong Word

by Tamsen Grace, copyright 2017

Love is a
strong word,
voices heard
speaking,
seeking
to remove,
barriers,
walls,
resistance,
sometimes
clothes,
softly, seductively reassured…

Love is a strong word

Rehabilitating,
entreating,
sometimes
defeating,
with multiple
meanings,
sometimes
not directly stated,
but inferred.

Love is a strong word

can’t be cured,
or made
but can
definitely eventually fade,
through distance
and neglect,
by not keeping fear
in check,
when we’re not
self assured,

Love is a strong word

in my life…

hopelessly,
obscured.

.

Humanity Sings

by Tamsen Grace, copyright 2017

Humanity sings,
Can you hear it?

In laughter and sighs,
in cries of passion,
in moans of pain.

Humanity sings,
In silent screams,
In the pulse of a beating heart,
in swaying hips to a soundless song,
in the rhythmic march of soldiers boots,
in a whispered sigh over a dying dream,
in a gunshot in the dark.

Humanity sings.
of life and death
and everything in between.
Of hope and despair,
of love lost
and faith reborn,
of sins redeemed
and passion scorned.

Humanity sings,
in the first clear cry
from a new borns mouth,
In a cry of triumph
or a whimper of defeat,
in a desperate plea to heaven,
in the quiet acceptance of death,
In a jubilant song of praise,
or the silent solitude of prayer,

Can you hear, Humanity sing?

.

A Thousand Thorns

by Tamsen Grace, copyright 2017

This is no Eden,
but a world of
a thousand thorns,
naked,
exposed,
they pierce my skin.
Original sin,
mine or theirs?
A theory of evolution,
to fight to survive,
to win at all costs,
the very reason…
paradise was lost.

This is no Eden,
but a world
of a thousand thorns.

____________

Bio: Tamsen Grace is a published, poet, inspirational speaker, martial artist, a Ford Model of Courage and a cancer survivor. She has been published in many literary sites, magazines and anthologies. She has her own poetry book “Skeletons in My Closet” published by Creative Talents Unleashed.

Tamsen Grace lives in the Midwest with her children. She enjoys reading, writing, biking and teaching children Martial Arts.

 

Bio: Bea Garth is an artist, poet and editor/originator of Eos: The Creative Context. She has had her artwork appear up and down the West Coast of the USA.  Similarly she has had her poems and artwork published in a variety of small press zines, both print and on the web. She is beginning her artistic comeback with a bang back in the Northwest where her paintings and ceramics are starting to be well received.  See her website for more info: https://bgarthart.com

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