Barbara Mulvey-Welsh · Poetry

crucible of hate

My heart is drenched in sorrow as humanity lives up to its potential of violence and ugliness. Nature —red in tooth and claw— has nothing on mans ability to inflict damage to those who don’t hew to a certain ideology. A narrow paradigm ripped from the rumblings of madmen who whisper of rewards and piety.… Continue reading crucible of hate

Barbara Mulvey-Welsh · Poetry

quiet exodus 

…and this is how they leave you. Familiar spaces littered with detritus deemed insufficient to their needs. They head off to their future. You turn off the lights and close the door. Preserving for a future return, their childhood. Pride and fear intermingle in your thoughts as you force a final hug and retreat. Leaving… Continue reading quiet exodus 

Barbara Mulvey-Welsh · Poetry

Re-Imagined Life

My heart weeps for the freaks, the unloved, the rejected Who stammer and shudder, Stutter Erupting in misery Longing for acceptance as they deflect normalcy Craving acceptance in a tribe they’ve collected. Seeking a foothold in a hostile society That devalues uniqueness As it simultaneously reviles and reveres a monotonous sameness Vanilla sky laced with… Continue reading Re-Imagined Life

Barbara Mulvey-Welsh · Poetry

Origins

I was born a warrior princess Without a homeland, I wandered searching aimlessly for others out there just like me Displaced in space and time I spent lifetimes On wine soaked shores Yelling into the wind Incoherent Suffering modernity with a Druids heart I yearn for a place to belong No longer roaming the plains… Continue reading Origins