Pictures and Poems: Add Your Light

AddYourLight.jpgwhen everyone around you falls

away

and darkest hearts

ruin your day

when fires burn out

and applause fades to gray

when the vibes are getting you down

I’ll seek you out

add my light

find your crown

when friends and foes

start to look the same

and doubt fans the sinister flames

when kingdoms burn

right to the ground

I’ll add my light

find your crown

when sunrise halts

and demons play

when love and hate

twist round and round

I’ll take your hand

drag you out of the bounds

remind you who you are

find that damn crown

don’t hide your face

don’t second guess the way

you know your heart

go on

add your light

you know what to say

 

“Add Your Light” – Melissa Kircher

 

Do Not Be Ashamed: Pictures and Poems

DoNotBeAshamed

go ahead, look me in the eye

there’s nothing left to hide

burnished to a polished shine

turned dull

the ache

the ache

let the damn mirror break

 

do not be ashamed

 

we all have wounds

where the pain likes to play

a stranger, a soul

someone I didn’t know

not now what I behold

what I see is fire, passion

lightning gold

when thunder rolls

we planted a garden

under the gray

 

this day is dawning

bathed in moonlight

and night

is no longer the death knell

I may never understand

what it is that drives you

to see me burn

but what I see now

don’t look away

 

stay

 

a me, not perfect, but good enough

and where places rubbing rough

is what makes it all interesting

do not be ashamed

you are loved you are claimed

 

the is the me that was lost

 

oh how I love you

you are found

do not be afraid

do not be afraid

 

you are found

you are found

 

-Melissa Kircher

 

Delicate As A: Pictures and Poems

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delicate as a flower — no

takes away all of my power — so

bendable, breakable

makes me expendable

I have no choice, you’ve taken my voice

by making me something beautiful

up on a pedestal

there is no credit — oh

then you go ahead and rip me down

pluck all my petals

testing my metal

don’t you know this queen owns a crown?

delicate this word that

saps all the strength that I do — have

feet on floor

grounded, I’m sounding

I’m pounding, I’m peeling

breaking all of your ceilings

tall above the crowd

I won’t bring my sisters down

or brothers

the thing about flowers is

you put them in vases

trapped in glass cases

and yet every year more grow in

filling the fields — and

choking the weeds — and

then you will know

the flowers are winning

friend, we’re mad grinning

while all of this healing flows

 

“Delicate As A” – Melissa Kircher

 

I’m Mine: Pictures and Poems

ImMinedark, sunless winter days

love for self

has gone away

cold, hard truth

I can’t love anyone well

until

the well of me

sit still

woman, and be

let yourself sink into the infinite

of your humanity

wicked push, wicked pull

within, without

make it full

fill ‘er up with titles and have done’s

when all I need to be is the one

not yours

not his

not hers

not theirs

from love springs love

and who do I belong to

what is my crime

you don’t own me

yeah, world I’m mine

-Melissa Kircher

Prints and other fun art things with I’m Mine can be found in my Society6 store: I’m Mine Print

 

Pictures and Poems : This Misfit Place

ThisMisfitPlace

This misfit place

with its strange little freaks

the isle of the weird

the home of the geeks

I’m often alone here

though, sometimes I’m not

a friend will come calling

never someone I’ve sought

an oddball, a loner

someone peculiar, like me

then I look around and realize

how we’re all crammed together

just so different, but the same

on an endless blue sea

“This Misfit Place” -Melissa Kircher

Prints available: https://society6.com/product/this-misfit-place_print?sku=s6-8393094p4a1v45

 

Pictures and Poems : Liminal

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where life-blood has dripped out

and not yet drawn back in

the winter, where things die

but not all the way

though they crack and bleed

and look to all the world a blank canvas of white

something grows

deep and hidden

germinating while the cold wind blows that cuts right to the bone

when hope seems lost

and bright color just a memory

a tiny emerald bud bursts through the loaming

it has been there

this whole time

on the cusp of being

it’s simply that

change is a process

death and rebirth

and the long slogging in-between

“Liminal” -Melissa Kircher

Pictures and Poems: History Lessons

HistoryLessons

this crazy world
with its mountains and molehills
and butterfly wings
that beat so gently
while I scroll past the latest jarring atrocity
this crazy life
in a whirl of twenty-four-seven
threads and streams
voices speaking that should be
silent
rally cries that go
unheard
I find it hard to remember things like
evening walks
cocoa from scratch
a long, hard run
my feet carry me past burning bushes
where I should stop and rest
and ruminate
on the magnificence of my cells
I contain the universe
billions of years old
in my bones
this crazy world
where both grit and glory
exist in the pause between inhale and exhale
of miraculous air

History Lessons

-Melissa Kircher

In response to the Kaitlin Curtice interview on The Deconstructionists Podcast.