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ACCEPTANCE
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Acceptance
When I was six,
I’d mix baby powder,
water
and
stolen silver nail polish together.
Called myself making a hardened paste.
I’d smooth the paste around my favorite
toy tea cup and think about my taste
in the finer things like:
unbreakable tea cups,
soft Play-Doh
and secret kisses from her.
We did some secret cootie catching and releasing
in the crevices of a house that reeked
of prayers, love and anointing oil.
I didn’t know any better
back then and it seems
I’m back to square one,
and
I knew better back then
like
I know better now.
Except, my kisses are no longer
surreptitious.
Acceptance II
I kiss in front of red doors,
simply be,
my weird thinking patterns,
awkward gawking and strange taste
in the beautiful things in life like:
strong summer winds
making turf wars with
busy Wall Street employees.
Or,
well behaved twist outs
that cause me to buy
that plastic tiara just for the hell of it.
Acceptance III
I was fine before the grooming.
I’m done pleading with a created creator
to make me something I am not.
To bend, twist and shape me into
a mold that appeases
the dogmatic and frightened.
I am done being ashamed for simply being
…me:
A lil’ ol’ phoenix
who likes to write,
laugh, shimmy
and dance in my room at 3am.
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Beautiful poem Jasmine. Wish it was easier to accept ourselves 100% without letting anything interfere. Thanks for sharing!
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I am done being ashamed for simply being…me:A lil’ ol’ phoenixwho likes to write
I really love this part here. This is beautiful. -
I really really love this and I wish I could contribute more, but please keep writing.
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Self-acceptance is hard to achieve, but definitely a goal worth pursuing. Great piece!