Defining Moments

POETIC EXPRESSION
In just 2 and a half hours the poetry event will begin. I am very nervous yet there is a calming in my soul knowing that people are going to show up to support me. I’m sitting outside watching the sun set. Just a few ago, the sunset would not have mattered to me.

It is so beautiful. My new friends Sandra and Lucky are unable to attend the event due to a family situation. I will take pictures and a video for them. I smile as I see the sun set.

An invitation was sent to Danielle however I know she will not show up. A part of me, wishes that she would up. However those days are gone like dust to the wind.

It is the way. Dear Lord dear Spirit give me the strength to stand and share my passion through my words. Here is a small poem on how I am feeling at this moment:

RISING:

FROM THE ASHE OF THE EARTH she stood up and said,

I AM HERE.

FROM the tears of the sorrow she bore unto the earth rivers

So the soil shall be plentiful.

From the darkeness from whence she hide she shall now rise unto a new Generation of people.

She shouts as the eagle flies and the phoenix rises,

You stole me and bore me into a family of vile wickedness

You took my son and gave him to another

You shot an arrow in my heart when she left with dishonorable words

FOR THIS I am honored because

YOU NEVER took my spirit and now I will rise!!

A new woman, with a new voice for I am…..

Katherine Symthe

The invitation to openly read one of my poems was a great honor. I knew that somehow this would open a new event horizon in my life. This was exactly what I needed in my life. I needed to rise once again as a great writer. It was June 2012. It had been six months since Danielle left me. It has been a month since I knew the truth of that departure. Now in one month I am going to be 40 years old. I knew somehow at the time that there people would see a new level to the depths of who I am. They would see my passion as I speak my words. There was the possibility that I would fail however I had to remind myself to say NO to that negative inner voice. I had to keep telling myself that I am an artist, a woman of depth, passion and many experiences. I am a white wolf. The white wolf has long been my totem animal and my guide in my life.

The theme of the poetry night was Audre Lourdes, an activist and poet that changed many lives within the lesbian community. The question at hand was what am I to write? What powerful poem could I create for that night of reading the poetry. The piece had to speak from my soul. Recently I had not felt inspired to write. I needed to write. When you fall off a horse, you need to get back on. What muse would come to me and inspire this artist soul of mine.

I decided to draw upon my life experience as a woman of depth, passion, love, challenge and growth. I was so nervous. Every day I prayed for a muse to inspire me. The irises of the fires within my soul had molded me into the very person I am today. I am truly in uncharted territory with this public reading. I would be standing in front of all these people. I would be pouring out my passion, my being through my words, and my expression of the woman I am and continue developing to be. It was intimidating in many ways. Now I have my friends and supporters that have said that they are going to be there as well. Saundra and Lucky said that they would be there as well. The piece would only have a two minute spot. Two minutes was very short yet very, very long in the span of time. I felt it would make or break the moment.

I remember the legacy of woman. I remember how we as women had endured. ed. How we have overcome such great challenges and rose from the ashes. This was herstory and we are her seeds. I had found the words for the piece.