one stop poetry photo challenge

by jhon baker

saw this image on a friends blog and it immediately struck me as something I should write about.

 

early childhood/ late summer life

modern Mona Lisafound you

standing backyard, hiding from

the boys teasing your name

around the corner.

 

the image of Plath or Sexton,

 

and sometime

dancer.

 

but here is what I want from you:

follow though

burn their eyes out,

kick their balls so hard they’ll think of you

fifty years later.

then go

go

go

be someones little girl again

and wait for branches to untie leaves

and wither in fall

before you stop dancing.

 

– Hoc Scripsi

 

 

Advertisements

20 Comments to “one stop poetry photo challenge”

  1. “follow though / burn their eyes out, / kick their balls so hard they’ll think of you
    / fifty years later.”

    Damn. Very well written, and motivating.

  2. A powerful write… love the lines leading to …. think of you/fifty years later. Ah, but isn’t that the kind of mark we all wish to leave.

  3. do i ever relate to this. i love love love it.

    cb (fireblossom)

  4. “the image of Plath or Sexton,”…crissakes..

    this poem crept up into my heart.. i can say no more..
    flawless writing.

  5. be someones little girl again
    and wait for branches to untie leaves
    and wither in fall

    Powerful encouraging words, thanks for sharing them.

  6. “and wait for branches to untie leaves

    and wither in fall

    before you stop dancing.”

    – Beautiful!

  7. YES!!! This is every teased child’s fantasy, I think. To do something so vengeful to his/her torturers that they will remember years later and regret ever messing with you. Alas, usually just a fantasy.

  8. Thank you all, I am so very humbled by your attention to this work. Thank you.

  9. heck yes…i’ll take that challenge…smiles. so they remember me 50 years later…back in school there were a few i would not have minded…

  10. So dark – so gripping – love it.

  11. be someones little girl again

    and wait for branches to untie leaves

    and wither in fall

    before you stop dancing.

    LOVED THIS PART!! Great poem

  12. Love this poem Jhon!
    Too many good lines to mention just one. I’m sure most folks can relate to this poem, I know I can.
    It doesn’t take much imagination at all to figure out what kids changed my last name into. Of course it resulted in many of them getting punched in the face. We moved so much that there was always a new group to discover the tease and the payback.

    • Ive known several kids who needed their clock cleaned once in a while – lest they forget that we are all not that different and we all hurt the same. Thank you, Pat.

  13. I would almost kill to write a poem this great. You are really something, Jhon, and your writing is even more.

    • Oh, thank you much – normally I don’t write and post poems in a sitting – I usually let them breathe awhile but this felt of urgency to get out of me and travel outward into the world. Thank you again.

say something

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: