Comments : Invisible Woman

  • 12 years ago

    by Hellon

    OMG....hoots of laughter Anna...this couldn't have come at a better time...

    Last weekend I was pushing my grandson in the pram and I got a wolf whistle....yeah I did! Trouble was...it was at a T junction so the car only got a back shot of me...didn't want to turn around and burst either of our bubbles because...I had tripped over the garden hose and had a skint knee...the next day I bit into a choccy biscuit and my front crown had come out...we don't have Sunday dental surgery where I live so....the front view would probably have made this poor guy run up the nearest tree...still, it did make my smile just as this poem did!!!

  • 12 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    I don't care how much of a certifiable crone you think you are, you are absolutely one lovely cookie in my book. Hahahah. This poem makes me laugh so hard. You know someone just told me the other day that we aren't old until we stop making jokes about us being old. I am glad to be part of that club where we can laugh at these things.

    Love you,
    Kay

  • 12 years ago

    by Larry Chamberlin

    WHAT A HOOT!

    First of all, I disagree with your self-assessment. Having said that, I totally relate to the experience. Certain hallmarks over the years signified passage of age: 20-somethings no longer saw me, my wife gave me a fathers day gift (nose & ear hair trimmer), middle-aged women began holding doors for me, my daughters' friends consider me 'cool for my age.'

    But about your poem, the meter and rhyme scheme combine so well to draw out the humor that you actually have written a great vocal work. Don't know how it would fit to music, but when spoken it maintains a cadence that is attractive and catchy.

    Great piece!

  • 12 years ago

    by TJ Arizona Eagle

    I thought this was funny but deeper than that. I smiled all the way through thinking, older women are so beautiful haha can't be talking about age..

    Excellent, your poems are so earthy ..

  • 12 years ago

    by silvershoes

    Love the spirit and spunk of this poem! Very well-crafted too. Thanks for making "old age" seem not quite so daunting, hehe :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Daisy if you do

    Congrats on the win! It is so nice to see some humor come to the front page for a change.

  • 12 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    ...but then..when I finally caught my breath again after all the laughter.......
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    ................................................... I saw hellon's comment.

    QUE CURA!! the two of you..

    "what a cure"
    in spanish..its a slang Dominicans usually use when something is so funny it makes you forget everything else... ha!

    Congratz on the win!

  • 12 years ago

    by Britt

    Lmao Anna. I'm cracking up just as hard as i did the first time through.

    I think this is the first time a poem in this category won front page, woot! Congrats!!

  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Congrats on the win Anna,

    Definately made me laugh when I read this, and such a deserving piece for the front page, always a joy to read humourous poems...

    gives this site such a happy glow I feel

    Loved it...

  • 12 years ago

    by Hellon

    Congratulations on your win Anna...you've still got it so...flaunt it :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Sunshine

    This poem is loaded with underlying emotion camouflaged by humor. The constant rhyme,reversal of word order (no longer whistles do I hear/ invisible am I when out and about),and meter bring out the musical element. The speaker claims she does not miss the attention she received in her youth ,but I'm not convinced. She 'owns' the title of a wise woman who is marginalized yet she wears a t-shirt (emblazed) that attract great publicity and this poem immortalizes her Visibility. The speaker is visible hence she needs to realise and own the title, Visible Woman.

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    Anyone who has doubts as to wisdom and humor each accumulating in elders need only peruse this work to have all uncertainty dispelled. The sheer joy of having left the drama behind is value enough for this poem; but the tongue-in-cheek delivery sends it over the edge as a superlative paean to the triumph of survival. (7)

  • 12 years ago

    by victor dyck

    Preciselyexpresedofwhatmost womenfeel

  • 12 years ago

    by tainted melody

    Lol this was halarious...good write :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Christopher Wry

    So true once we pass an age all that matters to us is makeing it to the next day.
    Your word flow and imagery were lovely.