Maiden

You call the crone,
expecting to see a sweet faced granny,
ignoring the edge of madness in the cackles,
and anger that comes of watching lifetimes of humanity go by.

You call the mother,
expecting to hear a soothing lullaby,
ignoring the husky tones, secret smiles,
and the sway of the hips that made her mother in the first place.

Don’t call me,
expecting a sweet faced doll,
some comforting image of innocence,
with no wildness inside.
My frailty is my own, as is my strength.
Try and contain me and I will dance
all over the limits you place
and the definitions you try to force.
Ignore my precious ferocity at your own peril.
I am not here to comfort your preconceptions.

I am here for Myself.

Song Choice: As defined by Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, today's prompt was inspired by Sia's Chandelier 
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38 comments:

  1. Buddah MoskowitzOctober 23, 2015 at 1:33 PM

    Amen! Loved this.

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  2. UnknownOctober 23, 2015 at 1:42 PM

    This poem has great pagan, in-your-face attitude. I really like it. The crone is fierce, the mother is sexy, and the maiden is a wild child. Nice work. :-)

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    1. RommyOctober 23, 2015 at 4:16 PM

      Oh yeah, nothing at all subtle in this. The Maiden like any child is a blunt creature.

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  3. Sanaa RizviOctober 23, 2015 at 2:19 PM

    Love the fiery attitude in this piece!!

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  4. brudbergOctober 23, 2015 at 4:00 PM

    Great sense of independence.. No comfort in such dance. Love how you capture the wildness.

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    1. RommyOctober 23, 2015 at 4:19 PM

      The refusal to dance "pretty" or act sweet really stuck with me after watching the video. I wanted a blunt and wild feel and I'm glad that came through.

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  5. AnonymousOctober 23, 2015 at 5:29 PM

    This is awesome.

    "My frailty is my own" and "I am not here to comfort your preconceptions" ... I love these. I can completely relate to these feelings.

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    1. RommyOctober 24, 2015 at 9:08 PM

      I'm glad you were able to relate to her war cry. She's one fierce girl.

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  6. Sharon RawsonOctober 23, 2015 at 6:11 PM

    I loved it all, but the second stanza...WOWZER!!!!

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    1. RommyOctober 24, 2015 at 9:09 PM

      *grin* So glad I was able to evoke that reaction!

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  7. HannahOctober 23, 2015 at 7:00 PM

    Absolutely!! That's the way to be. Honest.

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  8. hedgewitchOctober 23, 2015 at 7:15 PM

    Yes, even in the crone, there is no helplessness or need to be told what should be done--(maybe especially in the crone ;_) )--excellent job of turning the stereotypes inside out, Rommy--plus, top marks for just the right touch of attitude.

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    1. RommyOctober 24, 2015 at 9:10 PM

      Heaven help the soul who think any of them are helpless!

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  9. Maude LynnOctober 23, 2015 at 9:24 PM

    This is a special kind of awesome! That entire second stanza just blows me away.

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  10. Insomniac's AtticOctober 23, 2015 at 9:45 PM

    Nicely done. :)

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  11. SusanOctober 24, 2015 at 12:11 AM

    I felt at home in your poem. Never underestimate a woman, not after she becomes part of the triple Goddess!

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    1. RommyOctober 24, 2015 at 9:11 PM

      Underestimation would be a very poor idea. :D

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  12. Debra She Who SeeksOctober 24, 2015 at 9:54 AM

    I love this, Rommy -- LOVE IT!

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  13. MarianOctober 24, 2015 at 11:29 AM

    Yes! This is terrific. Try putting me in your box at your peril!

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  14. Magaly GuerreroOctober 24, 2015 at 1:59 PM

    Rommy, I just shrieked! This is delicious! All of it!!! (you can tell by my overuse of exclamation marks).

    I love words, the structure, the tone, the implications, the mythology... everything!

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    1. RommyOctober 24, 2015 at 9:12 PM

      Hee-hee...hope the shrieking didn't scare the neighbors!

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  15. De JacksonOctober 24, 2015 at 2:42 PM

    "My frailty is my own, as is my strength."
    YES. I love this.

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  16. Susie ClevengerOctober 25, 2015 at 1:28 PM

    Wow! Love this. It is a loud "I'm me! Like it or hate it, I won't change!!

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    1. RommyOctober 26, 2015 at 8:20 AM

      Mm-hmm. She does not make any apologies for herself in the slightest.

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  17. HelenOctober 25, 2015 at 4:21 PM

    Try and contain me .. and I will dance!!!! Perfect.

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    1. RommyOctober 26, 2015 at 8:23 AM

      I think we all ought to dance over limits other people try to enforce over us. Might as well have fun while we're smashing preconceptions, right?

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  18. UnknownOctober 25, 2015 at 5:11 PM

    No guts no glory! This flys a bold flag for the real female entity and smashes superficial interpretation of what we should be, love it Rommy :)

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    1. RommyOctober 26, 2015 at 8:24 AM

      Absolutely. She is unafraid to be exactly who she is. No more, no less.

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  19. Laura MorriganOctober 26, 2015 at 8:53 PM

    Yesssssssss

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