Pain has an element of blank..
I heard that once
and through the summer
of what I call
my womanly period
I remembered it
often.
When I first laid eyes on her,
she was performing such a simple
task
pinning clothes to the string
in the backyard.
But it was the manner
in which she did this
that held me rapt
in her spell.
When you are young,
you are aware
that others (namely women)
have power,
in the movement of their bodies.
I could see through my adolescent eyes
that this
simple woman?
Knew she was a Woman.
She would bend at the waist
deftly snap the sheets
and in one motion, it seemed
they were pinned up
and held like a trophy
to the fighting breeze.
The simple cotton dress
shifted around her
shapely calves
that were drawn tight
with each stretch.
I sat in pure envy.
Thinking to myself that
time would never be so kind to me
I would never have such graceful
curves and lines.
My hair would not
ever seem to have a life
of its own.
However, I could not stop myself
from watching or wishing
to be this stranger
across the yard from me.
Only time would tell.
Author notes
The beginning quote is actually Emily Dickison one of my favorite poems..
In a list
A contest entry
- Ah, summer! by CelticQueen.
600 points, ended July 25, 2007, 7 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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you are an extremely talented writer!
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Thank You..
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What an interesting memory! I'm so glad you didn't rhyme the poem. This is such a random bit of thought that a rhyme would have taken away from its importance. A poem will let you know if it wants to rhyme and this one was perfectly able to stand alone without it. Nicely done. cq
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Thank you.. Summer has always reminded me of that woman, and that sudden awareness.
Strange I am sure to others.. But it stands firm and large in my own mind..
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