I Am A Woman StereotypedI Am A Woman Stereotyped I am covered as marbleWhite liquid forming steelAround my body it tightensClinging to every curve of fragile formI am a womanSilenced by the stoneColorless without labelInvisible is my homeI am a womanStatue they whisperAs the goddesses of oldMore beautiful than Aphrodite, a work of artI am a womanChoked by the brickWaters melted thickPouring down my throatTake my place they shout defiling me soBe what I am...What they "think" I should beBeautiful LifelessObedientSilentI am a woman... Stereotyped
Tomorrow Might BeTomorrow might be the day when my face hits the gravel of the parking lotDark stones calling for me, anxious to see my demiseThough I walk along the pavements with my toes swollen in anguishStill I have not fallenDesperately the pebbles call to meLeaving a spot open near the neighboring fenceClose enough to haunt me of my peril and far enough to tease me with a home.Either way I felt the poverty dripping in the sweat from my face.Garbage! I smell garbage!Beaten by the sun 100 degrees and still I burnHotter and hotter, stillMy flesh peels and I burnTears escape my heartWindows letting fear flowAnger.. I'm not strong enough to feelFear... Has become my realityA knock will comeA phone will ringThirst cannot be quenchedMy stomach will scream for nourishmentMy ribs will protrude from my fleshMy body will collapse in weaknessTomorrow... Tomorrow might be the day.(c) 2011 Yasmaine Tonell
MermanHe who basks within the deepHiding from his lover who tenderly weeps.Her heart shredding, tears drop upon the lakeThey drift silently beneath seeking your face.Your eyes pierce the abyssYearning for her gentle lips, longing your beloved's kissHow can I ever call to her when I am no normal man?How can we be together if I am the sea and she is the land?The disgrace of a myth sulks in his despair, dreading his ancient song he swims hoping to disappear.The waters speak sending ripples to the bankSerenading his love...The song of a lonely Merman.(c) copyright 2011 Tonell Yasmaine
The Man In The HaikuToday I found him.The one whose heart shines brightly.I await your love.
The Two OceansI hear a whisper in the air. The flow of salt caressing my senses as I step towards the window.I see the water then.. Flowing endlessly, lapping against the bricks. An ocean of dreams.. I feelat peace. The color a deep shade of blue reminding me of the waters of home. I love and amloved by the sea as it calls out to me. Another wave crashes upon the bank.. A rich violet massagingthe coral by the shore. It creeps like velvet silk wrapping it's claws around it. Both seas calling to me.Hauntingly stalking my window to the world. Which should I choose?