10/20/2010

Becoming

Magpie Tales
hand sliding down hip
slow recognition of shape
sneaking glances in mirror
what was this
these curves
the flat places had filled out
there were little gullies 
round tussocks
what did a girl do 
with all of this?





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16 comments:

kathi harris said...

Yes, check urself out girl! Looks gd, doesn't it?

10/20/2010
kathew said...

oh nice one!

10/20/2010
Rene/ Not The Rockefellers said...

I love this...It does seem to happen overnight

10/20/2010
Reflections said...

Nice....

10/20/2010
Martin H. said...

Tracing a very personal landscape can be quite revealing. Nicely done.

10/20/2010
Susannah said...

A 'blossoming'! - Nice writing. :-)

My Magpie

10/21/2010
willow said...

The landscape does change with time. Sexy piece.

10/22/2010
Jingle said...

your words evoke wonders.
beautiful job.
love the flow.

10/22/2010
senderupwords said...

Nice Mag. Round tussocks... great. Love and Light, Sender

10/22/2010
Sue J said...

Puberty or maturity? Whichever, I enjoyed it very much. Nice Magpie.

10/22/2010
Brian Miller said...

love the tactile touch in this...exploring...smiles. the landscape changes but so to our view of beauty...

10/23/2010
Berowne said...

One of the great adventures -- exploring the self...

10/23/2010
Berowne said...

A great adventure, exploring the self.

10/23/2010
Lyn said...

A girl must do what she has to do...very nice, and true!

10/23/2010
Olivia said...

What a lovely one you have crafted here..!! Well done :)

10/24/2010
Jingle said...

Jingle Poetry Monday Potluck is open Now,
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-halloween.html

Welcome Linking in any poem, join the fun today!

an old poem would work.
Happy November,
you rock!

11/02/2010

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