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Super Hero


We've got bone
We've got muscle
and feet on the earth. 
Arms that reach
Eyes that see
and hearts to bleed. 

Infect us with magic. 
Irradiate us with light. 
Expel us from a planet. 
Enervate the vigilante.
Crack every chrysalis
Let the mutant emerge. 

Celebrate mutation in unique dance
Spread your cape over the earth
Spin your web and fly
Conceive of every device against evil.
Get drunk on the possibilities of becoming. 
Explode into solitary martial violence. 

Bam! You'll slam against a wall of evil. 
Crash! You'll bash the body of your villain. 
Wham! Your heart and hate will jam your soul.
Smash! Love will slash itself from within
Whoosh! All that is you will fly into space
And your feet will stand on the earth. 

We lost you when you left to become 
Muscle and bone beyond your suit. 
You rose above us for us to reach
A spot in heaven for us to aim
More than you ever knew, that is you
For us to be. For me. 

You remember us. Remember me. 
A piece that belonged left blank
for peace amongst them and we
The empty side of the bed
Vacant for justice and freedom
You've become what you should be. 

Comments

  1. EvanirMay 12, 2013 at 2:05 PM

    Ainda é Dia Das Mães..
    Às vezes, você se aborrece
    Porque ainda sou criancinha
    E sempre deixo marcas de dedos
    Nos móveis da casa inteirinha.
    Mas estou crescendo dia a dia
    E logo adulto vou ser
    E essas marcas de dedos
    Vão todas desaparecer.
    Agora deixo uma marca bem especial
    Pra você nunca esquecer
    Como eram meus dedinhos
    Antes de eu crescer.
    Agora somos adultos a saudade
    que sentimos já é nossa dos nossos
    pequeninos já adultos também.
    Feliz Dia Das Mães com muito carinho.
    Ser mãe de verdade é ser amiga
    dos filhos é ser seu porto seguro.
    Cabe a nós mães ser exemplo
    ser espelho onde nossos filhos possa
    contemplar e refletir passado e futuro
    com muito amor e fé acima de tudo.
    Mãe :fale do amor de Deus para seus filhos
    só assim eles terão orgulho de chamar te de (Mãe)
    Feliz Dia das mães carinhosamente, Evanir.
    Tem mimo na postagem fique a vontade para levar de lembrança.

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    1. Haven FairfieldMay 24, 2013 at 8:02 AM

      Thank you Evanir for your beautiful poem. Our mothers are our superheroes.

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  2. SandyCarlsonJuly 19, 2016 at 8:50 PM

    So much passion, pain, and truth. I have missed this. It's nice to stop here, even a few years after the fact....

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