Saturday, June 6, 2020

Not for Sale


My eyes aren’t servants

of diamonds nor does

my hand owe allegiance

to glitter.

 

If you wish to capture my heart,

pour your soul into charity.

 

I’m not a mannequin

to be gilded with your arrogance.  


©Susie Clevenger 2020 

12 comments:

  1. Powerful...I read this as if spoken directly to a full but hushed theater. It gives me shivers.

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  2. These lines pack a beautiful punch Susie! I love the message they bring forth. You have captured the image in thought and spirit. Lovely writing as always!

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  3. I love 'pour your soul into charity' ~~~ cheers.

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  4. Potent emotions at play here Susie. I love- 'My eyes aren't servants of diamonds.'

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  5. Wonderful. You know what matters.

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  6. You could never be a mannequin! Hey, I love the look here. What is that remarkable photograph on the header? She's amazing.

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  7. Arrogance is working too often, we mustn't be fooled. So very well said, Susie.
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  8. "not a mannequin to be gilded by your arrogance" …. Wonderful use of words!

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  9. "nor does / my hand owe allegiance / to glitter" -- excellent!

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  10. Spot on, and perfectly phrased. Each line is like the jeweler's hammer that strikes a bit of gem off the jewel being shaped--each one sparkles in the dark. And of course, the attitude makes the poem. A fine gathering of epigrams, each one adding to the whole.

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  11. Love, "I'm not a mannequin/to be gilded with your arrogance."

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  12. Your blog and interesting and unique. My first time here. I will be back. :)
    Best wishes
    Jenny, Sweden
    https://www.jennyenochsson.se/

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