Growing Bold: A Poem About Growing up and Being Brave Enough to Be Yourself
Missy is a unique writer who enjoys inviting her readers into her thoughts through her poetry and other topics of discussion.
Introduction to My Poem
This poem has been under wraps for about six months now. There was no particular reason except for I had no time to post here until today. If truth be told, I still have no time, however, I needed to decompress from much stress that has been visiting my life lately. Poetry has always helped with my anxiety feelings of wanting to pull my hair out or slit my wrists. Yes, I am one of those poet types (giggles).
As I said, the words to this poem have been sitting in a tablet for months. I scribbled it out a while back. It's raw. I have no time to go through the dialogue of it and make adjustments. So, I hope it will send favor to the other poets that may read it or by chance, stoke some aspiring ones to dabble with the idea of writing some poetry themselves.
The pictures are of Marie Antoinette as a young girl, lady, and woman. She seemed to fit well with my image of this poem.
Growing Bold
This is me; thick as stone
Hot blooded over frail
Bones…
You may look and
Tailor me any way you
Choose…
I will decipher through
Your negative whispers…
I have a life. I had a life.
My body told my story
Once and then twice…repeat.
A skinny child – that I was,
With beauty bones of protrude.
No appetite for being a me nor a you.
Later, a mom and a fading
Daisy. I was rebirthing into
A juicy lady.
It is when I recognized more
Than ever the new negative
Spins on simple pleasures…
They have tarnished a virtue
And brought a horrible time.
A definition of vanity misdefined.
But digress if you must
And circumfuse with this
World of fake and sorry
Points of view…
A Quote Which Has Always Been Debated "Let Them Eat Cake."
- Did Marie-Antoinette Really Say “Let Them Eat Cake”? | Britannica.com
Party like it’s 1789
"Let Them Eat Cake"?
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