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There is a woman so nice that her magnificent heart just wants to burst with how nice it is, pent up and not knowing how to let out all of her 'being so nice to others'. She doesn't have the creative way that would be needed to target that niceness to each and every person who needs it. So some has to stay trapped inside, carried. So she maneuvers herself through life, like a skateboarder on an obstacle path, skinning her elbows on the floor of the stage, and doing good, but not as much good as she has inside of her. But still, more than others do. And still enough, if you ask others. And when she dies, she will be known for always smiling and for being a butterfly so strong that she is more strong than her wings can handle. That when she flaps them, those flaps help others. But I will always know her as someone who does even more good than others will ever know. |
Copyright © 2024 Ashi Shadow 2/15/24
thinking about when she gave half of her sandwich to Tray, when he was homeless, and how she is more of a host than a poet. And how she helps host poetry expression events for troubled youth. Was originally written as past tense, but I felt it was stronger in present tense. The flaps originally was "That when she flapped them, she helped others." But the meaning might not have been clear, so considered "those flaps" and "it helps others." After writing this poem, I saw that she actually has better poems that I had not seen. But the poem can still stay as it is, since what it says still works. The "skinning her elbows on the floor of the stage" is a reference to her hosting poetry mic nights and at times having minor struggles as well.