The Shadow.............. Poem by Minnie Gehrig

the goddesses swim up to me,
they are being drug
by their hair in the pure white of the snow,
feet crablike pointed toes,
they are gasping for air,
they scream with silent voices,

as i stand with balled up fistrs,
and misderected anger,
n fight like a amozon warrior
screaming the mothersw cry..............

Let us go then,
strong and proud,
with the moon,
and pull the tides of the oceans,
pull the tides of your loins, , , ,

give in to a gentle day
not burning with this anger,
so i do not have to raise my fists,
in violence towards the shadow.........................