Accident left you
with 3 point 5 digits
but no incapacity
for intentionally
reaching inside,
extracting my heart,
and penetrating my brain.
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| Painting by Kim Nelson |
Today's Real Toads weekend challenge features the artwork of my friend and occasional co-conspirator, Kim Nelson. Please visit Kim Nelson Creates to experience Kim's incredible artwork and poetry.
Whoosh! I thought this painting could invite some amazing verbal responses, and I'm blown away by yours. The womb and heart and brain of womanhood can so easily be trifled with, if we don't guard them carefully.
ReplyDeleteYep. We are flippin' vulnerable, aren't we?
ReplyDeleteGloria Steinem could not have said it better:-)
ReplyDeleteOUCH! Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteClever interpretation.
ReplyDeleteI will say great take on the painting and quietly leave the room... :)
ReplyDeletePowerful!
ReplyDeleteMy My...how we "open" ourselves to invasion....love it!
ReplyDeleteReally like the direction this took--very in sync with your blog title, as the poem seemed to quickly become a runaway with its word-hooves leaving disingenuous-ness in the dust. Everything in this works, Marian.
ReplyDelete... and just what kind of revenge are you plotting? Love the title and every word that followed.
ReplyDeletecool poem - gritty goodness - (Kim is a talent!)
ReplyDeleteshe really is!
DeleteMarian!! You always amaze me with how much you convey with so few lines. Excellent my friend!!
ReplyDeletethank you, my friends!
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