From Whence, and Why
(My Poetic Manifesto… because Gay asked for it!)
I write to give voice
to those without a choice
The homeless, incest survivors
Deep-water depression divers
I’ve been, at one time, all of these
I claim it, no third-person tease
Stated as fact, no truth untold
Some wish that I wouldn’t be quite so bold
Raised to speak raw truth to power
Toe to toe with guys who tower
far over my little Irish ass
(Pardon me, but I can be crass)
Give me paper, a sharp li’l pencil
and life’s underbelly I will stencil
Most people in sight of my spigots:
Racist, homophobic bigots
I’m not important, not myself
My poetry rarely graces a shelf
I drop truth bomb after drone
My words, the only weapon I own
© 2014 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For dverse Poets Pub, our host Gay Reiser Cannon asked for “Manifestos.” Reasons why we write, our impulses and drives, where it all first came from. I dedicate this piece to my late mother and my grandmother Blanche. The maternal side of my family, shanty Irish, were always mindful of those who had less, whether people of color, LGBT folks, victims of war (especially troops who died and their families)… perhaps because they themselves had been in a position of being homeless and next to starving during the Depression of the 30s.
They also thought Ayn Rand was full of shit. We ARE our brother’s – and sister’s – keepers, and if you deny that, you supply the world with ZILCH. Hence my manifesto. Peace, Amy
March 8, 2014 at 7:05 pm
ha. crop your truth bombs ames…we dont have to be big to use them…and i am glad you use your voice to confront the dark corners and are willing to share your story as well….
March 8, 2014 at 7:10 pm
ha i like your lenten choice as well…smiles.
March 8, 2014 at 9:11 pm
Brave lady to fight for not just justice denied previously but justice for all. Giving voice to the voiceless,listless,homeless of society not many dared or even tried. Wishing that you have all the boundless energy to fulfill the noble cause. Well done Amelita! You’re a gem!
Sherry Blue Sky
March 8, 2014 at 9:42 pm
And a powerful weapon they are – words can change and enlighten thought, which is how things get better. I love your truth telling and your fight for justice, Amy……..keep that sharp li’l pencil moving!!
March 8, 2014 at 9:51 pm
You never fail to wallop.
Shout it from the rooftops!
March 9, 2014 at 12:23 am
Uncomfortable may they sometimes be, your words already ring with truth and passion. Keep at it, Amy – you’ll change the world!
March 9, 2014 at 4:07 am
writing to give those who cannot speak for themselves a voice, without aiming for honor, the shelf and to impress people – i love this… it’s uncomfortable but we need brave people like you amy… write on…
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
March 9, 2014 at 8:19 am
I definitely support any strong voice vielding a sharp pencil against bigotry and cowardly seflishness… fight on girl 🙂
March 9, 2014 at 8:43 am
Keep smoking out the troof, girlfriend! LOVE that you refuse to tone it down. Love ya!
March 9, 2014 at 11:26 am
I love your manifesto and admire your courage to say it as it is.if only everyone did…… 🙂
March 9, 2014 at 12:29 pm
Thank God for those truth bombs and you x
March 9, 2014 at 5:04 pm
Love this, especially, Amy:
“Raised to speak raw truth to power”
Josie Two Shoes
March 9, 2014 at 6:06 pm
But there is so much power in those words of truth! Not hiding promotes healing. I loved this poem, Amy is back among us!
Gay Reiser Cannon
March 9, 2014 at 6:30 pm
What a great post and how fortuitous and serendipitous that you wrote it on International Day of Women! So brave and courageous to get it down, so important to make a stand. That’s what the best poetry has always sought to do and thank you Amy for this fine declaration! I will return to it. Thank you for your kind words to me as well.
March 9, 2014 at 11:46 pm
I feel ashamed for being so spineless myself. Thank God he gave the job to you!
March 10, 2014 at 9:34 pm
Truth to power, and shock is also necessary. Happy for your manifesto!
March 11, 2014 at 12:53 am
Strong and bold, for sure, but you also didn’t shrink from the playful. Well done.
March 11, 2014 at 12:28 pm
I’d say you fully embrace the motto, afflict the comfortable, and comfort the afflicted, Ameleh ~
March 11, 2014 at 8:34 pm
You write & I read– good writing for good reasons…
March 12, 2014 at 4:03 pm
and life’s underbelly I will stencil
Great way to leave your mark! LOl 🙂
March 13, 2014 at 7:24 am
Amy, this is why I love you and your poetry! You release me from the constraints of whatever conservative and/or heartless person is messing with my head, by saying what my heart feels, and I do not have the words to express. Thank you my poetic sister–peace and love, Sara
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March 15, 2014 at 4:50 pm
You speak for many who cannot bring themselves to do so. Your poetry is always raw, wonderful, totally you.