was to be chained to a kitchen sink
cook bottle washer char lady combo
then
it had to be in pink
NO NO NO
rise up
break the chains
they cried
join the real world out there
take your place as a world beater
become a VIP
or even prime minister or president
but in her dreams after a while
unlike the liberated others
she found herself secretly
missing her chains
she wanted no part of it
out there in the real world
happy now
to be labelled boring unfulfilled
one of life's losers
a nobody
she just wanted to be a hermit
live alone with her cat
to
create poetry art music and tapestry
to open recipe and embroidery books
hidden away ( in embarrassment) for decades
behind the proust and kafka
cook delicious food
try her hand at making conserves
spend an entire day
in bed
reading romantic novels
Leave out the in-depth cooking (never my thing) and swap tapestry for crochet, add in an addiction to word puzzles, and you have described my present life and my great enjoyment of it.
ReplyDeleteWho's a lucky little ducky then:)
ReplyDeleteDear Rall, I get where SHE is coming from (especially her pink Barbie-type kitchen!) A delightful poem with equally delightful images. Cheers!
ReplyDeleteYou've make it sound appealing. I wonder if more folks than we know would love to stay home and crochet, if only their finances allowed it.
ReplyDeleteWell, that's what I call real freedom 'to create poetry art music and tapestry, reading, cooking delicious food. Sounds like the life
ReplyDeleteSome people's way of changing the world does not involve a lot of publicity.
ReplyDeleteNot everyone wants to jostle for a place in the middle of the crowd (and probably never get one). Some of us follow the artist's way!
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There's nothing wrong with being our true selves - I am glad you voice that - Jae
ReplyDeleteSounds pretty good to me.
ReplyDeleteSounds excellent to me.
ReplyDeleteMaking things is always worthwhile -whatever they are. Your poem is wonderful.
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