Vintage Strength


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Michele Lee's avatarmy inspired life

She is stretched and tested

by the pushing,

pulling,

howling, and

screaming.

The weathered door whistles and bends
causing her to tremble and quake.

Run She does not.

Collapse She does not.

Bravely, She braces the splintered door

when gales whip and shake.

Give up She does not.
Curse the heavens She does not.

It is a destructive wind –

too much for one woman.

Fearful She is not.
Alone She is not.

Thirteen grandmothers stand with her –

skin pressing skin, muscles flexed, feet digging in.

Mightier than a major hurricane,
She is protected by her motherly guardians.

They whisper in her ear –

“Stand strong, child,
Stand strong!
We are here,
We won’t let you fall.”

She closes her burning eyes and breathes

them into her core. One by one they become her.

Poseidon’s fury is no match for
a woman robed in ancestral armor.

She laughs at…

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Category : poetry