there’s a spell called branding
that you alone decide to cast
although you’ve branded them too
and caused much pain
like the sting of a scorpion
turn your ear
but not a blind eye to branding
you don’t need a crystal ball
to know its heartbreak
hunt for and resurrect your personhood
leave branding to corporations
they brand everything
from dolls to werewolves
if you must brand yourself
brand yourself wholly human
I’m writing this morning for The Sunday Whirl. The words this week are indeed a challenge. Words I would not have used and a poem I would not have written, otherwise.
And that is exactly why I enjoy The Whirl…it challenges my creativity!
I surprised myself by how long it has been since I posted a poem. I’ve written poems, participated in creative challenges, and read poetry around town. But I felt most of the poems I’d written through the winter and spring were too personal for the internet, at least for now.