POEM: THE RECLAIMATION

Several years ago I made a promise to myself
I promised To Untame, To Rename and To Reclaim me
Because after an experience of conflict and heartbreak
I had forgotten my worth, my self and my beauty

So I made this proclamation of reclamation
To touch all the ones that I love divinely
While making this proclamation of reclamation
It has brought to me a new learning of me

I’ve reclaimed my sass, my s*xuality, my spirit
I have learned to like the razor edge of things
I’ve learned that I can sing in front of a crowded room
That my sunshine is sensations from joys to pains

I’ve also learned that my halos can just as easily become Horns
That I possess as much callousness as I do compassion
That I can be as ugly as I can be beautiful, selfless and selfish
That I can be brilliantly confident and needy of outside affirmation

I learned years ago that I had miscalculated terribly
I even had assumed that me and him had “arrived”
I learned that this was just the beginning of being “me”
And some things that I thought I loved about him I despised

And what I see are other lines cast down
From men and women who have gone before me
There are ropes of knowledge and wisdom
Challenge and growth all dangling in the breeze

To continue on this everyday adventure
That I am making out my life to be
Will take way more than proclamations
And more than believing and boasting

It will take that discipline that I told myself
Several years ago that I needed so badly
I’m looking forward to new challenges before me
The creations and catharsis they will bring me

I am ready and I am committed
And I’m not so afraid anymore
Because there is nothing like getting
your hands dirty to cleanse your soul