Freedom

dancer

Her words walked with bricks and mortar

Posed and stiff

A ballerina without movement

Poetry asked her to dance

Exposed and frightened her heart began to float with each new word

She was in love

Dancing with the poetry  she moved freely

Freedom

~Alisa Hutton

Intended Child

intended child

The intended child born of great story

Marital fiction sprinkled with good looks

Welcome to the new age of genetic folklore

Raised in proper and pressed dresses that stand in stiff form

Opinion was taught and told in stern

Dear child do as I say, not as I do

Freedom of thoughts are told to stand in the corner or shown the door

The intended child came as such a disappointment

So full of life

Not part of the familial order

A mind and soul, values and beliefs, something the off spring were never to be shown

The intended child such a shameful face of the perfect lineage

The wax families personal disgrace

A little girl who was supposed to listen because of the nobility of her last name

Perhaps when they decided to step on her spirit

Is slightly more to blame

~Alisa Hutton