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special poetry issue
This month we are pleased to present a sampling of the poetry submitted by you, our readers. There were many more
submissions than we could fit into one newsletter. So, to
enjoy more of the writings of our poets, please visit our website at www.herlandsisters.org.
Also, join us at Herland for Poetry Night on Saturday, November 11, at 7:30 pm. All poets in our community, even
those who did not submit for this issue, are invited to come
and read their poetry to an appreciative audience. Light
snacks and beverages will be served.

There's a Hole in the Clouds
There's a hole in the clouds,
The full moon shines through.
The light makes me feel all will be well, soon.

The black clouds sweep by the light is gone.
Covered once again in blackness.

There's a hole in the clouds,
Light shines through.
Moonlight, clouds, light, dark
All through the night.

I feel life is like that, light, dark.
A person walks in darkness then,
There is a hole in the clouds
And the moonlight shows through.

Mortql Love
to Cindy Lou
Glcincing through this purple hcize
this confused mix of plecisure cind pciin
you see CJ clciss clown with mysterious eyes
CJ wcinnci be bubbci with the cutest smile
cind though your mind is not sure
cind your hecirt is CJ little insecure
you step through this crcick in recility
cind fall onto ci bed of trust
in this deception you find CJ conhdcinte
cis you ci!low me to tciste your soul
which Sqturcites me with blinded friction
cis I feel your very cold hcinds
quickly you see the not so innocence in my face
cind question my funky emotions
wishing for ci shooting stcir
to show you cill the right cinswers
becciuse I ccin 't relcite to your immortcil love
which pretty boy Aoyd h<:is corrupted
this sexuql goddess hcis sto le your devotion
cind now you ccin 't reclciim cupid's qrrow
cind I don't feel specicil cinymore
we're both feeling burned down
becciuse of some cold hcinds
becciuse we both do ccire
cibout you immortcil love turned mortcil
by me this sexucil goddess
this wcinnci be bubbci with the cutest smile
this clciss clown hiding in ci purple hcize
with mysterious eyes cind CJ not so innocent face

Tex

The Her/and Voice is a publication of Her/and Sister Resources, 23 l 2 NW 39th, Ol<C 01< 73 l l 2. Our bookstore/lend1ng library is open Saturdays
from 1-5 pm Call us at (405) 521-9696 or email us at herland@herlandsisters.org. Visit us on the web at www.herlandsisters.org.

Homeland Security Breached

Lrnle.?

Isabella's emissary rides through the waving
prairie grasses of the heartland, his blue Castilian
eyes scanning the horizon for seven golden cities.

If C!nl1f f"r A- fninute.

He rides the endless plains breathing the dust

t" fiA-ve

of buffalo, dreaming of wealth, of glory,

JC! Pe ~iet tC!~etker.

returning triumphantly to his monarch.

A- 5A-fe plA-c.e.

JC! relA-X C!n fn1J 5tC!fnA-C.fi,
He rides and rides while saddle sores

t" ~r"p ""'11 5h-C!vilt{en

pock his Spanish butt, and cruelty
fuels his aristocratic ambitions.

int" A- 5kA-re~ peA-c.e.

Wherever he goes citizen bands trail

'" reA-lize
even C!ne fnC!fnent

the conquistador column, silent as breath,

"f u nWfnfnente~

waiting and planning for the right moment,
the split second, when flint tipped shafts

PeA-ut11·

might spill Old World blood in New World dust.
But, when it comes, the "let's roll" rush fails,
the foreign intruders continue the relentless march
until every citizen is slai·n or subdued,
and all the monuments are erected
to honor the triumph of terrorists.

Dorothy Alexander

If
Evening News on PBS

If I had been raised in the

With no more introduction than "today's dead,"

Company of women

they stare at us from the Lehrer Report,

I would have had a lover by

each static face, accompanied only by name,

The age of six

rank, age, and home town: Kalamazoo,

She would probably have been ten

Eagle Pass, Tulsa ...

An older woman has such appeal

Brief notice of their passing from this world,

I would be a fine poet

their silence echoing in a landscape that history

A dancer of stunning excellence

has refined to myth, places faintly remembered

And a delicate water colorist

from old grammar school text books:
Tigris, Euphrates, Fertile Crescent, Mesopotamia,

If I had been raised in the
Company of women.

vague and coldly distant, like the "leader of the
free world" who sent them to that place of death.

Dorothy Alexander

Tay Clare

l
I

For the Land of the Free

Otison
listen children to the debate
about the way we segregate

.. .And so I ptciy ...

afraid to say we discriminate

Wonder thcit is womcin

yet rush to vote and legislate

Bless me with yout grcice

to prevent some from their wedding date

Bestow within me

because they have a same sex mate

cin imcige ... of whcit I wish to be
Deliver me of myself
Plcice me deep in youdender hecirt
plcice me cimid your soft, tempercite wonders

This country that's based on equality
is so full of hypocrisy
we claim all people here are free
but that's not the reality

pure ... so deep, so unmitigcited

it's if they look and act like me

I beg of you, Sweet Womcin

and are in the majority

bless me with your gentle touch

but lets look back in history

bestow the smile of love
Plcice your loving hcinds
upon my upturned face

some came here to escape persecution
some came here to elude execution
some came here running from

starv~tion

And in my hcinds

some came here kidnapped for exploitation

enfold with your sanctity

some came to kill the Indian nation

deliver me of cill fecir

and turn it into their own creation

I vow my love, faith, my soul
for I be but ci mere womcin
You ...
Goddess from exotic shores

but whatever their reasoning might be
all they wanted was to be free
and this was the place for everybody
we thought we could live in harmony

tcike this life, soul, hecirt, this body I give

but we came in such diversity

tcike them cill cind tenderly keep

that we couldn't all agree

This I implore, Sweet Goddess

and started building boundaries

bestow your trcinsmundcine grcice

and pushing our moralities

.. .Till there is no beginning, nor end.

so we grew up to believe
we must fight to remain free
so we can't sit here quietly

5cqrfet Night

but we can do it peacefully
so the majority can see
we're not a small minority
and whatever our own preferences be
I'll stand with the ones who say they believe
a loving marriage is legal for everybody
I'll vote to keep ALL of Americans FREE

Lemmon

Shadow

I feel like a shadow walking behind you.
Knowing all the things I love about you, yet all the indecisive things you do.
Just like myself you're my shadow, walking at such a fast pace to keep up with the
movement of both of our decisions.
Not knowing we are making the same implications. We get lost in the darkness.
Wondering what we are going to run into blindly next.
These things we call consequences of life drag us carelessly through the breaking light to
tease us with happiness knowing our relationship will never be bliss. Making us wonder
why we hold on through that brief moment of clarity that we call love.
That only cleans its hands once in a blue moon.
The glimmers of light have long passed as we decide to go in different paths of
deception, Hoping the other doesn't notice through the darkness what's really going on.
The light is gone and our paths are so dark that we can't see that the other is breaking,
from the pressure of the light that comes in awaking,
every dark secret we thought we kept.... that is now revealed.
The light shows to the other the decisions that change their lives forever as they choose
to believe the love is still there,
Clinging to that last bit of light from that last transparent moment,
When they thought they were still in love.
Ella Smyth

An Ancient Wine{
I h<1vel <1n ;mcient wind

Alone
Lifetime through lifetime.
An <1w<1kener who
Comes
And w<1tches the sunsets.

I am tired of being practical, saving socks
until they become see thru, props for the feet,
only a suggestion. Not ordering wine on a
school night. Although I'm not in school and
haven't been but you know what I mean.
Watching my weight, counting the newest
spider veins, waking up, worried. So I don't
have health insurance, where, pray tell, and I
don't pray, where will it get me besides
roaming these small cold halls and wondering
what that last dream meant.

Anet I remember.

Tired of counting pennies, brushing off the
dust, counting on my fingers. I have one of
those optimistic natures, trusting that
somehow life will even up, pay me my fair
share. So I am declaring this evening, at least,
my own and buying red shoes and going out
to dinner, ordering a small bottle of Sake, for
instance. I am calling other wimmin who
understand what I mean and take me
seriously, who pat me on the back because I
can't reach back there.

Tern' Mt!ler

Deidra

Who pe<1cefu lly
W<1lks
Among pl<1nets <1nd st<1rs.
I know forever
I <1 m <1 voy<1ger

~

~ll@

I------iRuaa
jlhe Law Offi<e of

42,0Q Perimeter Center Drive
Suite 245

Rhonda G. Rudd

Oldah.oma City, OK 731!2-2322

Attorney at Law

405-604-5923
nla ·wokc@coxinet.uet

(;.o me.to.* '!.
'9f.... ~.
:\. -;-.-~l;\ce.
, ,;'.'

.·---- ~---''· -""' \ · </$'

-·

.,.~., >'~:::•"<·-: '· · ·

.<··

.... ~J!~~~aua,ga.-.·t

~r~i,~

...... Radical Inclusion
.. ~ .. Q~le~tless COPUl'}Ssion
.•

··~-·.

.

"~-

.•. .-.

'

\

.

Sundays 6:00pm
First Unitarian Church
600 NW 13th Street
www.cohokc.com

""" . . ·

. --

·::~, _:_·--<-·

.. . . -·-

...

.,_........,

'·

CATHEDRAL

<1HOPE
OKLAHOMA CITY

Margaret Womack RE
Services LLC 3000 Twin Lake Drive
Okla. City, OK 73165-7356

Ginny Poindexter· Realtor Assoc.
Telephone: 405-919·8443
E-Mail: izall·good4now@yahoo.com
Multiple Li sti ng &!rvica

MLS

m
Re"1or"

Herland Sister Resources

Non-Profit Org .
U.S. Postage

2312 NW 39th Street
Oklahoma City OK 73 112

PAID
Oklahoma City, OK
Permit No. 861

Return Service Requested

Dr. Dawn Singleton, Ph.D.

Good Neighbor Development

~ol'E=

Single and Multi-Family Leasing
Property Management and Development

Licensed Professional Counselor
Licensed Marital & Family Therapist

5005 N. Pennsylvania #204 OKC, OK
405-232-3296

FREE HOUR CONSULTATION

April Stacy
Manager

405.606.5906
www.goodneighbordevelopment.com

PHONE: 943-1467

"TOUCH ME. FEEL THE SOFTNESS. "
CITY ANIMAL HOSPITAL
2910 N.W. 23
OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA 73107

DELIC IOUS B A TH AND BOD Y PROD UCTS

http://www.cbunnyrep.com/8812
N. WORLAND DVM

DOROTHY E. HEIM
Attorney at Law
1330 N. Classen Blvd. Ste #117
Oklahoma City, OK 73106
( 405) 602-8855
dheim033@yahoo.com

Call me with your legal questions:
estate planning
personal injury
contract issues
small business

Sandy Ingraham, J.D., M.S.W.
Attorney-at-Law
Ingraham & Associates, PLLC
Estate Planning, Wills, Trusts, Probate, Adoption, Contracts
Route 2, Box 369-B
Mcloud, OK 74851

Tel. (405) 964-2072
Ingraham@mcloudteleco.com



special poetry issue
This month we are pleased to present a sampling of the poetry submitted by you, our readers. There were many more
submissions than we could fit into one newsletter. So, to
enjoy more of the writings of our poets, please visit our website at www.herlandsisters.org.
Also, join us at Herland for Poetry Night on Saturday, November 11, at 7:30 pm. All poets in our community, even
those who did not submit for this issue, are invited to come
and read their poetry to an appreciative audience. Light
snacks and beverages will be served.

There's a Hole in the Clouds
There's a hole in the clouds,
The full moon shines through.
The light makes me feel all will be well, soon.

The black clouds sweep by the light is gone.
Covered once again in blackness.

There's a hole in the clouds,
Light shines through.
Moonlight, clouds, light, dark
All through the night.

I feel life is like that, light, dark.
A person walks in darkness then,
There is a hole in the clouds
And the moonlight shows through.

Mortql Love
to Cindy Lou
Glcincing through this purple hcize
this confused mix of plecisure cind pciin
you see CJ clciss clown with mysterious eyes
CJ wcinnci be bubbci with the cutest smile
cind though your mind is not sure
cind your hecirt is CJ little insecure
you step through this crcick in recility
cind fall onto ci bed of trust
in this deception you find CJ conhdcinte
cis you ci!low me to tciste your soul
which Sqturcites me with blinded friction
cis I feel your very cold hcinds
quickly you see the not so innocence in my face
cind question my funky emotions
wishing for ci shooting stcir
to show you cill the right cinswers
becciuse I ccin 't relcite to your immortcil love
which pretty boy Aoyd h<:is corrupted
this sexuql goddess hcis sto le your devotion
cind now you ccin 't reclciim cupid's qrrow
cind I don't feel specicil cinymore
we're both feeling burned down
becciuse of some cold hcinds
becciuse we both do ccire
cibout you immortcil love turned mortcil
by me this sexucil goddess
this wcinnci be bubbci with the cutest smile
this clciss clown hiding in ci purple hcize
with mysterious eyes cind CJ not so innocent face

Tex

The Her/and Voice is a publication of Her/and Sister Resources, 23 l 2 NW 39th, Ol<C 01< 73 l l 2. Our bookstore/lend1ng library is open Saturdays
from 1-5 pm Call us at (405) 521-9696 or email us at herland@herlandsisters.org. Visit us on the web at www.herlandsisters.org.

Homeland Security Breached

Lrnle.?

Isabella's emissary rides through the waving
prairie grasses of the heartland, his blue Castilian
eyes scanning the horizon for seven golden cities.

If C!nl1f f"r A- fninute.

He rides the endless plains breathing the dust

t" fiA-ve

of buffalo, dreaming of wealth, of glory,

JC! Pe ~iet tC!~etker.

returning triumphantly to his monarch.

A- 5A-fe plA-c.e.

JC! relA-X C!n fn1J 5tC!fnA-C.fi,
He rides and rides while saddle sores

t" ~r"p ""'11 5h-C!vilt{en

pock his Spanish butt, and cruelty
fuels his aristocratic ambitions.

int" A- 5kA-re~ peA-c.e.

Wherever he goes citizen bands trail

'" reA-lize
even C!ne fnC!fnent

the conquistador column, silent as breath,

"f u nWfnfnente~

waiting and planning for the right moment,
the split second, when flint tipped shafts

PeA-ut11·

might spill Old World blood in New World dust.
But, when it comes, the "let's roll" rush fails,
the foreign intruders continue the relentless march
until every citizen is slai·n or subdued,
and all the monuments are erected
to honor the triumph of terrorists.

Dorothy Alexander

If
Evening News on PBS

If I had been raised in the

With no more introduction than "today's dead,"

Company of women

they stare at us from the Lehrer Report,

I would have had a lover by

each static face, accompanied only by name,

The age of six

rank, age, and home town: Kalamazoo,

She would probably have been ten

Eagle Pass, Tulsa ...

An older woman has such appeal

Brief notice of their passing from this world,

I would be a fine poet

their silence echoing in a landscape that history

A dancer of stunning excellence

has refined to myth, places faintly remembered

And a delicate water colorist

from old grammar school text books:
Tigris, Euphrates, Fertile Crescent, Mesopotamia,

If I had been raised in the
Company of women.

vague and coldly distant, like the "leader of the
free world" who sent them to that place of death.

Dorothy Alexander

Tay Clare

l
I

For the Land of the Free

Otison
listen children to the debate
about the way we segregate

.. .And so I ptciy ...

afraid to say we discriminate

Wonder thcit is womcin

yet rush to vote and legislate

Bless me with yout grcice

to prevent some from their wedding date

Bestow within me

because they have a same sex mate

cin imcige ... of whcit I wish to be
Deliver me of myself
Plcice me deep in youdender hecirt
plcice me cimid your soft, tempercite wonders

This country that's based on equality
is so full of hypocrisy
we claim all people here are free
but that's not the reality

pure ... so deep, so unmitigcited

it's if they look and act like me

I beg of you, Sweet Womcin

and are in the majority

bless me with your gentle touch

but lets look back in history

bestow the smile of love
Plcice your loving hcinds
upon my upturned face

some came here to escape persecution
some came here to elude execution
some came here running from

starv~tion

And in my hcinds

some came here kidnapped for exploitation

enfold with your sanctity

some came to kill the Indian nation

deliver me of cill fecir

and turn it into their own creation

I vow my love, faith, my soul
for I be but ci mere womcin
You ...
Goddess from exotic shores

but whatever their reasoning might be
all they wanted was to be free
and this was the place for everybody
we thought we could live in harmony

tcike this life, soul, hecirt, this body I give

but we came in such diversity

tcike them cill cind tenderly keep

that we couldn't all agree

This I implore, Sweet Goddess

and started building boundaries

bestow your trcinsmundcine grcice

and pushing our moralities

.. .Till there is no beginning, nor end.

so we grew up to believe
we must fight to remain free
so we can't sit here quietly

5cqrfet Night

but we can do it peacefully
so the majority can see
we're not a small minority
and whatever our own preferences be
I'll stand with the ones who say they believe
a loving marriage is legal for everybody
I'll vote to keep ALL of Americans FREE

Lemmon

Shadow

I feel like a shadow walking behind you.
Knowing all the things I love about you, yet all the indecisive things you do.
Just like myself you're my shadow, walking at such a fast pace to keep up with the
movement of both of our decisions.
Not knowing we are making the same implications. We get lost in the darkness.
Wondering what we are going to run into blindly next.
These things we call consequences of life drag us carelessly through the breaking light to
tease us with happiness knowing our relationship will never be bliss. Making us wonder
why we hold on through that brief moment of clarity that we call love.
That only cleans its hands once in a blue moon.
The glimmers of light have long passed as we decide to go in different paths of
deception, Hoping the other doesn't notice through the darkness what's really going on.
The light is gone and our paths are so dark that we can't see that the other is breaking,
from the pressure of the light that comes in awaking,
every dark secret we thought we kept.... that is now revealed.
The light shows to the other the decisions that change their lives forever as they choose
to believe the love is still there,
Clinging to that last bit of light from that last transparent moment,
When they thought they were still in love.
Ella Smyth

An Ancient Wine{
I h<1vel <1n ;mcient wind

Alone
Lifetime through lifetime.
An <1w<1kener who
Comes
And w<1tches the sunsets.

I am tired of being practical, saving socks
until they become see thru, props for the feet,
only a suggestion. Not ordering wine on a
school night. Although I'm not in school and
haven't been but you know what I mean.
Watching my weight, counting the newest
spider veins, waking up, worried. So I don't
have health insurance, where, pray tell, and I
don't pray, where will it get me besides
roaming these small cold halls and wondering
what that last dream meant.

Anet I remember.

Tired of counting pennies, brushing off the
dust, counting on my fingers. I have one of
those optimistic natures, trusting that
somehow life will even up, pay me my fair
share. So I am declaring this evening, at least,
my own and buying red shoes and going out
to dinner, ordering a small bottle of Sake, for
instance. I am calling other wimmin who
understand what I mean and take me
seriously, who pat me on the back because I
can't reach back there.

Tern' Mt!ler

Deidra

Who pe<1cefu lly
W<1lks
Among pl<1nets <1nd st<1rs.
I know forever
I <1 m <1 voy<1ger

~

~ll@

I------iRuaa
jlhe Law Offi<e of

42,0Q Perimeter Center Drive
Suite 245

Rhonda G. Rudd

Oldah.oma City, OK 731!2-2322

Attorney at Law

405-604-5923
nla ·wokc@coxinet.uet

(;.o me.to.* '!.
'9f.... ~.
:\. -;-.-~l;\ce.
, ,;'.'

.·---- ~---''· -""' \ · </$'

-·

.,.~., >'~:::•"<·-: '· · ·

.<··

.... ~J!~~~aua,ga.-.·t

~r~i,~

...... Radical Inclusion
.. ~ .. Q~le~tless COPUl'}Ssion
.•

··~-·.

.

"~-

.•. .-.

'

\

.

Sundays 6:00pm
First Unitarian Church
600 NW 13th Street
www.cohokc.com

""" . . ·

. --

·::~, _:_·--<-·

.. . . -·-

...

.,_........,

'·

CATHEDRAL

<1HOPE
OKLAHOMA CITY

Margaret Womack RE
Services LLC 3000 Twin Lake Drive
Okla. City, OK 73165-7356

Ginny Poindexter· Realtor Assoc.
Telephone: 405-919·8443
E-Mail: izall·good4now@yahoo.com
Multiple Li sti ng &!rvica

MLS

m
Re"1or"

Herland Sister Resources

Non-Profit Org .
U.S. Postage

2312 NW 39th Street
Oklahoma City OK 73 112

PAID
Oklahoma City, OK
Permit No. 861

Return Service Requested

Dr. Dawn Singleton, Ph.D.

Good Neighbor Development

~ol'E=

Single and Multi-Family Leasing
Property Management and Development

Licensed Professional Counselor
Licensed Marital & Family Therapist

5005 N. Pennsylvania #204 OKC, OK
405-232-3296

FREE HOUR CONSULTATION

April Stacy
Manager

405.606.5906
www.goodneighbordevelopment.com

PHONE: 943-1467

"TOUCH ME. FEEL THE SOFTNESS. "
CITY ANIMAL HOSPITAL
2910 N.W. 23
OKLAHOMA CITY, OKLAHOMA 73107

DELIC IOUS B A TH AND BOD Y PROD UCTS

http://www.cbunnyrep.com/8812
N. WORLAND DVM

DOROTHY E. HEIM
Attorney at Law
1330 N. Classen Blvd. Ste #117
Oklahoma City, OK 73106
( 405) 602-8855
dheim033@yahoo.com

Call me with your legal questions:
estate planning
personal injury
contract issues
small business

Sandy Ingraham, J.D., M.S.W.
Attorney-at-Law
Ingraham & Associates, PLLC
Estate Planning, Wills, Trusts, Probate, Adoption, Contracts
Route 2, Box 369-B
Mcloud, OK 74851

Tel. (405) 964-2072
Ingraham@mcloudteleco.com