she's reflecting
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! Creative Writing & Poetry !, **BITS and PIECES** , All Out Emotion, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Anger Management, Feminine Intent (LIMIT TWO IMAGES PER DAY), Freedom to Shine, The Art of Pain, THE SISTERHOOD and The Word Treeshe’s an angry sullen child
an ugly child
she’s not like the other one
soft and sweet and helpless
that one needed me
this one pushes me
is she just reflecting what she sees?
i know
this ugly child wasn’t born this way
they said a new ray of light might
make everything right
but they weren’t right
so i led her astray
i turned her away
it’s all the same
remember when we put the soft one
into that gaping howling ground?
well the sullen one is just as far away
we wrote her off
the moment she came out female
and we knew about female…risky
because female hurts
and this new one can’t ever replace
that sweet little moon of a face
this one exasperates
my vicious little expatriate
it hurts to remember she wasn’t born this way
she’s reflecting what she sees
she reflects my ugly sullen anger back at me
she can’t be the one i long to see
she’s reflecting me
lianne
This one hits me in the solar plexus Lisa – like a hammer to the heart. And oddly enough, more at the moment than at any time in the past. I can remember my mother delivering the mother’s curse – “I hope you have a daughter just like you – and I hope I’m 500 miles away when you do!” Sure enough – lol. Mind you over time that became such a lovely friendship aside from loving her beyond words – but there were years that she reflected me too and they were hard years to bear.
greeneyedlady replied
yes mothers and daughters do clash from time to time…..i too heard the phrase I hope you reap what you sow but over the years i have come to realize that she did some sowing of her own that i reflected back at her, and it’s making me much more aware as i raise my son not to put my stuff off on him…..cycles were made for breaking, i believe….
ShadowDancer
i still have young ones, but i was so there for this with my niece as an observer… i know i’ll be there someday too… i don’t think i’d be able to write about it so eloquently tho. xxxx
greeneyedlady replied
what a sweet reply….thank you! but if being aware is half the battle then we’re halfway home, huh?
Lyndy
Oh my goodness what a powerfully emotional write! Straight to my faves L:)X
greeneyedlady replied
thanks Lyndy, and thanks for the fave :)
Julialala
Congratulations! You’ve been featured in The Art Of Pain!
greeneyedlady replied
hey, thanks, i really appreciate it, this was a hard one to write…..
Ann Richardson
My mother and I are good friends now but we had to make a long,long journey after the death of my father to get there. I wonder that she must have felt this way, and I am so glad we overcame it. Thank you for sharing.!:)
RtImages
So well written and expressed, the pain so raw and open. Im sure this was like baring your soul to write…thankyou for sharing ..its wonderful
Rhonda : )