10.13.2016

A Girl's Life

A girl’s life
     is lived
        in clouds
           like mountains
         behind mountains
  in browns
         behind reds
                used to be
                greens
  on rungs
atop stairs
  to catwalks
      run by dogs
             wolf-whistling
      hands up
                  her skirts
            upside
                      her mouth
Posted by Marian at 5:51 PM
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11 comments:

  1. Hi Marian ~ Thanks for this poem tody. A few more verses and you'd have your own Dylan song, I can hear him singing it now. Thank you, I might sing it today also. I think she is a nice girl finding hard times. (Besides Dylan, Janis Joplin was my other hero--She had her Mercedes, you know, while I had a '62 cloth-topped Beatle.)
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  2. Very nicely done, Marian.. I liked the change of mood at the end.

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  3. Oh I started off seeing this dreamy girl, and it was a shock - as it is to the girl - when those hands come groping.........what's that quote, it isnt safe for a girl child in a world of men.

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  4. This is exactly why you sometimes have to apology on behalf of all men... alas there are others bragging what they do.

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  5. This was masterful - it took me completely by surprise. Well done!

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  6. I like the imagery of layers seen and unseen. Nice work.

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  7. Such a twist! Quite shocking but so true.

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  8. like mountains

    behind mountains......... love that and the big sock in the stomach that follows.

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  9. Love the visual aspect to this -- fits what you're displaying here so well. Not shocking to me, which is the danger of our society today -- such behaviour becomes commonplace when it shouldn't be. I wish for that girl to keep her dreams & adventures -- despite such men --

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  10. A girl's life, full of rude awakenings. Great writing!

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  11. I love how the structure of the poem stair steps down to the harsh reality of a girl's life. High to low.

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