One of my favourite poems of mine. I'm proud of this one.
Flip-Flop
It
was windy though not cold.
She
said she would sooner die than have children… yet she had four.
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One of the oldest poems from Caged Without Walls, Flip-Flop was written in late 2009. It is simple yet I assume hits home as people still comment to me about it. It first appeared publicly on my site in March 2010. Unlike many of the poems in the book, it is not based on personal experience or a true story. When I wrote it, I imagined a woman in an dilapidated mediaeval building, not too unlike the photo above, despite some modernist aspects.
I hope you liked it.
As they say... Hope Springs Eternal...
She
was grumpy but not mad.
She
hung out the washing but it was not wet.
She
put on the kettle but there was no plug.
She
sighed but was not depressed.
She
sat but was not tired.
It
was getting dark but it was still day.
Her
body ached but she was not old.
She
wondered how her life had come to this
but was not surprised.
She
had fought for liberation in her youth
but was not a feminist.
She
had wanted to belong ... but felt rejected.
She
said she would never marry but she did.
She
said she would never capitulate to a man
but she begged him to love her.
She
said she would sooner die than have children… yet she had four.
She
had surrounded herself with family
yet felt alone.
She
said she was a child of God
but did not ascribe to any religion.
She
felt like she was on trial
but had committed no crime.
She
had had enough of it all
but couldn't give up.
She
began crying though was not overwhelmed with sorrow.
She
let the tears fall
though could have prevented them.
She
didn't know what to do
but was determined.
She
stood up, though her legs ached.
And
got on with her day.
She
was a set of contradictions.
Like
You and I.
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One of the oldest poems from Caged Without Walls, Flip-Flop was written in late 2009. It is simple yet I assume hits home as people still comment to me about it. It first appeared publicly on my site in March 2010. Unlike many of the poems in the book, it is not based on personal experience or a true story. When I wrote it, I imagined a woman in an dilapidated mediaeval building, not too unlike the photo above, despite some modernist aspects.
I hope you liked it.
Coming in August,
a new video series, 7 Pillars of Love, comprising 7 short videos over the course of the month... for those with optimism grasped tightly in hand, despite the odds...
a new video series, 7 Pillars of Love, comprising 7 short videos over the course of the month... for those with optimism grasped tightly in hand, despite the odds...
As they say... Hope Springs Eternal...
This one of my favorite of your peoms. People i know who have purchased CWW have also commented to me how much they like it too - they and I find it so easy to relate to. It is so full of truth which is testament to your talet and ability to truly understand the human condition.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed it when I read it in your book a week or so ago. Especially enjoyed re-reading it today, as I could really identify with the following:
ReplyDeleteShe felt like she was on trial
but had committed no crime.
She had had enough of it all
but couldn't give up.
A great poem when you're feeling fed-up with the world.
Yes, one of my favorites too. I especially like the pace and rhythm. The story speaks to everyone. Bravo, Anthony.
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Anthony, you have the ability to pick up on the small moments in life that end up rolling into a big moment. This woman questions every inch of her being, seemingly in a few moments, and yet has no ability to change, her life will continue on as it's been, dull, aching, empty but "normal".
ReplyDeleteWell done with this and all your poetry x
Thank you everyone for your comments and support. The simple things often work out the best don't they?
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I REALLY like this one Anthony. Like the man said, you can't always get what you want, but you get what you need. We all have reasons for the decisions we make. Not always good reasons...
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