A Poetic Asides post. An ever-so-delicate look at how women’s bodies change over the years… Enjoy, and then click the link to check out poems by the rest of the gang! Amy
CHANGING
It comes to us all
Those gifted with double-X
The passage of time brings
the curse of our sex
First we get periods
Bloat like balloons
Bitchy and bothered
We cry to full moons
Then comes the part where
if you have some luck
you have a big baby
comes out like a truck
Your skinny jeans gone
to the clothing exchange
Your once-lithe young self
is at once rearranged
Your boobs not your own
‘Cause you share them with baby
and hubby gets jealous
But fools with them? (maybe)
Now gravity takes hold
and Cooper’s Droop socks you
More than a pencil
I can hold a whole box, too
Then finally menopause
There’s God’s big laugh
You sweat and you chill
and your mind’s cut in half
Part of it knowing
what you need upstairs
the other half, getting there,
asking, “What the hell am I doing here and why? There was something I needed up here but I don’t know WILL SOMEBODY TURN DOWN THE HEAT? I’M SWEATING MY ASS OFF!!!”
(c) 2010 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
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Liberte Sexuelle
Haha, I really enjoyed reading this! Although I do wish you would use the word “breasts” instead of “boobs.” Other than that, it does hold the truth in a comedic light. Thank you!
Sharp Little Pencil
You know, Liberte, I thought about that, and actually decided “boobs” struck me funnier than “breasts,” but I want you to know that did consider it, and I’ll look at it again and see if your change will work. THANK YOU for the honest input – means a lot to me when poets offer constructive criticism. I’ve got a pretty thick hide, so comment ahead in future, and thanks again for visiting! Peace, Amy
Jae Rose
Hi Amy
I’m sorry – I don’t usually look at the comments on the Sunday Scribbling site but something drew me to it today and I am glad to pick up your message (sorry you couldn’t get to my site, it usually links ok).
Thank you for your words and I am glad there is now a place for us ‘outsiders’ in writing..Jae
Sharp Little Pencil
Glad you saw this comment – usually I email if the site doesn’t take, sorry I neglected to do that for you.
I wonder if there really is such thing as an “outsider” in writing, as so many of us peek around corners observing the habits of others, sort of eavesdropping on creation… maybe you’re more “inside” than you think. Anyway, you’re definitely “in” with me! Amy
April Belle
Oh, I love me some boobs in a poem!! LOL. Seriously, though, I really think they work here. In fact, that was my favorite stanza actually:
Your boobs not your own
‘Cause you share them with baby
and hubby gets jealous
But fools with them? (maybe)
Thank you for such a brilliantly funny read this morning.
Sharp Little Pencil
“I love me some boobs in a poem!” You crack me up, April. My kind of girl – feisty!!! Amy
Jingle
awesome highlight of changing in woman’s physical appearance and more.
love your thoughtfulness.
Sharp Little Pencil
Thank you, Jingle. It sure is a long road… and more to come in my life, God willin’ and the creek don’t rise! ;^) Amy