Reblogged from Susan Daniels Poetry:

Perhaps now
After years of silence
& empty pages

I am finding a voice again

 Now, my words break free
Of the dry husk wrapped in layers
That kept them safely from light

Emerge from the earth singing
& fly

My song may be offensive and discordant,
But it is loud

& cannot be ignored

A poem for a sister. I just read this and its simple power blew me away.