This is a really great write- yet very sad. The feeling of being uncomfortable in your own skin is definitely one of the worst...and a feeling I am all too familiar with...I think many of us are. I have these days more than I would like to admit. You portray this discomfort and confusion and awkwardness very well here. I like your comparison to the fun house mirror...I think that way sometimes, too.
Distorted. Awkward. Bleh.
But always remember...no matter what...our flaws- whether existing in physical form or in the mind- are what make us all uniquely beautiful in our own ways :) it's hard to not want to change at least something (in my case quite a few somethings) about ourselves. But when it comes down to it, we are all truly magnificent, beautiful creatures of all shapes and sizes and complexions...and it's up to us to accept our imperfections and embrace our inner and outer beauty as one! :)
So with all that being said...I will leave you with this...
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL! Inside and out! :) and don't let anyone ever tell ya otherwise!
Awesome. Every woman should feel beautiful but I know from my sister that this happens daily that you woman look at your flaws and hate them but like Andrea said they make you, you. I also hope it is nominated as I cant
2 years ago
by Ben Pickard
I wish at times
I could just fold up,
turn into a butterfly,
and flutter away-
But butterflies are pretty
Brenda, this is a genuinely excellent passage of poetry - perhaps the best I've read from you.
A sad and moving piece which is, of course, simply nonsense. You are so much more than you credit yourself for.
Thank you, thank you everyone! I truly appreciate your kind words and inspiration. We as woman tend to be harshest on our selves. We see every "flaw" magnified by a thousand. It's something we have to fight against each day. Andrea, you touched on the age spots and finally just saying, to heck with it, I earned that fair and square, that is the thought process we all need to have. Ren, thank you! We really are all beautiful, aren't we? Phil, you better hug your sister good and tight and let her know we all think she's beautiful too! Hugs all!
Well done on this I can feel how you are feeling... Sometimes i feel the same way too...but I chose to see the positive side we are all unique and we have differnt especialties, i focus on that... You can do the same... Youarr kind and beautiful..
Awww Ben, thank you. I was having a moment and these are the results. I appreciate you noticing the punctuation. I was trying to achieve thone pauses. Hugs!
2 years ago
I feel like this is a piece most people, if not especially writers, can relate to at multiple points in their life and that is a great quality for poetry to have. I also agree with Naughtymouse that your use of word choice and structure were extremely powerful.
Hi Brenda, I am just going to write what came to my mind while reading your poem. Forgive me if it doesn't make sense.
Fold up... like origami?
So basically, you'll have to be like a piece of paper. You'll have to learn to be flexible so that you can fold yourself the way you want to be, while at the same time, remain unbreakable. If the paper is not flexible and strong, it can break. Or if it's too thick (headed) it might be too hard to fold it... and experience the desirable change.
It's interesting how your poem alludes to change.
Its specially in reference to the changes that have already happened and that have led to the imperfections. Imperfections that are not the desireable ones. These changes were not done by us consciously so realizing they took place, takes us by surprise and it's hard to get used to them. So the way to deal with them, it's through going to a conscious change. I guess is easier to accept changes when we are conscious that they will take place.
So basically, a question that popped into mind, what's stopping you from folding yourself up like origami like"?
Deep thoughts in your comments. I appreciate these a lot. I guess as woman we tend to look at the negative vs the fact we earned those "flaws" fair and square. What we see and what others see are two different things.