She tinkers with art,
turns wine into ink,
sings with a hoarse growl
louder than rejection.
Barefoot is her couture because
calloused soles carry more trust
than the pinched toe wobble walk
of heels chasing cliques.
Gossip and drab bore.
She’d rather BE
herself than join the cloning.
Crazy keeps bullshit from her door.
Keeping bullshit from the door can be a lifetime achievement.
ReplyDeleteYes it is.
DeleteHa. Working in the high school, I see the early cloning process - and it is sad. Though for many that continues right on into adulthood. It is much harder to try and be someone else than the just be yourself.
ReplyDeleteThere is so much pressure to be one of the herd. I have often pen told, "You're weird." I find that is one of my proudest accomplishments.
DeleteBarefoot is her couture because
ReplyDeletecalloused soles carry more trust
hallelujah!
this is such a brilliant line - so powerful and grounded - but then, the entire poem is empowering and so much a declaration, a knowing - gorgeous!
Thank you. It took a lot of agony to learn barefoot held more peace.
DeleteI love that phrase, 'turns wine into ink,' as well as the entire thrust of the poem--self-appreciation without arrogance, strength without coercion, acceptance without fear. You are writing so well, Susie--such a pleasure to have you at the 55, and may your weekend kick any ass it wants to.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I have had wonder examples of how to write from those I have been privileged to read in the garden at Real Toads.
DeleteI think this is who we all want to emulate. Love your phrasing and sentiment, Susie.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I am embracing my odd. :)
DeleteI love your second line more than I can scream at my computer screen with delight. What a gem of an image, and what a woman she is!
ReplyDeleteThank you! I occasionally have a vivid light bulb moment from my muse.
Deletefantastic
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeleteWould love that more tried not to be clones...
ReplyDeleteYes! Harmony comes from voices singing different notes. That is the beauty of the music of life.
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