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Fireblossom has issued a prompt to write a poem about another you:This Person Just Like Me
If one day if I came face to face with
Another me
I’m sure I wouldn’t like her
No I wouldn't like her -- no indeed
No I wouldn't like her -- no indeed
I can tell you so much that is wrong with her
How could I like her when she is just like me
Would have all the self same faults as me
I might even throw rocks and tell her
To go back where she came from
I don’t want her
Maybe even tell her all the things
I know to be wrong with her
Because they are the same ones
That are wrong with me
She would cry as women do
Perhaps my heart would soften
I would see she is doing the best she can
Maybe even see she cannot help being short
Having a big round face
She grows older with hair of gray
Her world grows smaller every day
She is too self concerned
She thinks it is all about 'her'
She can be such a bore
Often repeats the things she says
But I will see that she is in pain
She has suffered a tremendous loss
What she cared about is gone
Her heart is broken
From loss of love
She is doing the best she can
A big tear rolls down her cheek
..... she is cute when she smiles at me
She seems sincere
She is kind and generous
She works hard
Maybe I am too critical
Maybe I would like her
Maybe she would be my friend
This person just like me
July 18, 2014
Note: "Every human life has their seeds, their birth, their family history and cultures, and their own experiences. In your studio, it should be yourself that you are seeking. We are all thickly layered and fragile. Heredity, culture and experiences all combine to make each one of us unique and different from each other." Donna Watson
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.”
Frida Kahlo
Note: "Every human life has their seeds, their birth, their family history and cultures, and their own experiences. In your studio, it should be yourself that you are seeking. We are all thickly layered and fragile. Heredity, culture and experiences all combine to make each one of us unique and different from each other." Donna Watson
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it's true I'm here, and I'm just as strange as you.”
Frida Kahlo
12 comments:
i would like to hope that you could provide her comfort....having suffered that loss yourself...and perhaps you would give a shoulder and understanding...smiles.
I like her... I love her... Im sure you will too... Really cute poem...
Thank you for including my quote from my website in your blog post... and my god, you write beautiful poignant poetry... you have suffered a great loss for sure, and the fact that you can turn your suffering into such stunning poetry is a gift.
Brilliant words in action! it's hard to do this, make the subtle changes happen in the poem. I like how you soften to her, how your narrator becomes self-accepting and loving right in front of us.
I love the way you work through self-hate to self-acceptance--a journey I think all women take, maybe all humans, and where some get perilously stuck. Being able to be friends with oneself is a wonderful ending to this.
Adore the photo, I am on the same page with you mostly, but mostly by the end. I do feel my other me is the more powerful and gifted me, that dares to live if only I'd let me!
I so resonate with your words, Annell, and love how you came around to compassion for self, that is so hard for us to remember. I echo what layers says about the loss you have suffered and how you are so courageously putting your pain into the most beautiful poems. You inspire us all, Annell.
Like Sherry, this resonates deeply. I love that you found a way to be gently with you...this is something I must learn again everyday.
The quote you shared is perfect and I thank you for your honesty, annell.
Your poetry, like your art, is so honest and direct and real. This poem has me wondering what it would take for me to be kind to myself--for each of us to be kind to ourselves.
We are our worst critics...see every flaw that others can't. Coming full circle to acceptance of self is such a gift. I have walked much of this poem's path. It could be me. Beautiful
I'm glad the attitude softened near the end. There are enough people to be hard on us, we don't need to do it to ourselves. It's a bad habit I've had, and to counter it, I ask myself if I would ever treat a friend that way, and the answer is always an emphatic "no!" It helps me to treat myself better when i put it that way.
Thanks so much for being part of my challenge. It \'s nice to see your name on the list. :-)
I already adore both this persons! Perhaps because she is honest, and recognizes that she might like (or not) another who has "all the self same faults as [her]." She reads fun, real and daring...
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