Monday, November 9, 2009

Again..


GIRL, RECYCLED
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My best friend says she wouldn't go back
to the years of reckless abandon.
So happy to age naturally
without even dreaming
of tucks or lifts.
But what if I do
stitch my face
pushing here, pulling there
hoping that the shell
doesn't turn heads
and bring about a giggle.
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I'm glad there's no mirror under my skin,
where an old lady sits waiting.
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What if I saw a girl dancing alone,
not even seeing two partners approaching.
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She's touching her hair,
twirling beads,
smoothing silk across her hips,
a purple light streams from her eyes.
She's painting the town to a red beat
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and suddenly, watching her,
I ask time to stop
because I want that.
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Could I perform incantations,
abandon good karma
for just one more beginning
to be a girl again,
stride and flirt,
heeled up high,
wild as I fancy,
tossing a shiny mane?
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Don't save me from
the little imp
who hangs around for such as I,
waiting to grant my desire.
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And dreaming further,
I promise to live without a prayer,
to dance again once more.
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14 comments:

Alaine said...

Would be nice, just once. In my mind I often see the slim girl dancing, the long, silky red hair moving to the beat but I'm very happy in this old skin with my once sleek, beautifully dressed man slouched on the lounge over there, also comfortable in his. The journey's been all good.

That was wonderful, Lyn.

Lyn said...

Hi Alaine-
Funny, if you were describing yourself, you were also describing me at one time! Thank you..

willow said...

The girl on the inside of me sometimes startles at her reflection in the mirror, but it's all part of the rhythm of life. No nips or tucks for this old face.

Lyn said...

Hi Willow-
Stitches are way too expensive! Instead I hope for good lighting!

Gaston Studio said...

I agree with Willow, no stitches or tucks, but I also sometimes get startled when looking in the mirror... especially when I see my mother staring back.

Lyn said...

Hi Jane
That Mother thing..really something..and sometimes I get a glimpse of my Gran..DNA comes through!

A Cuban In London said...

And you shall keep dancing, my dear! Especially with lines like this:

'I'm glad there's no mirror under my skin,
where an old lady sits waiting.'

Marvellous, simply marvellous.

Greetings from London.

Lyn said...

Greetings to a Cuban-
You are more than kind..and in the end...dancing/writing..what more can we ask for?

SarahA said...

I am loving this, you. Oh so true you have captured my own feelings.

Lyn said...

Hi SarahA
Thank you..yes, all we ask for is a little magic! No stitches!!

Raph G. Neckmann said...

Beautiful and moving, Lyn!

And do keep dancing - I do, and I've got one or two wrinkles on my neck!

Lyn said...

Hi Raph-
Thanks so much..Wrinkles, you? No!! as you say..keep dancing!

Derrick said...

Hi Lyn,

I'm sure we all hanker for a little of our youth from time to time but it's also nice to be content with what you've got. That young person is always inside.

Lyn said...

Hi Derrick-
Right now the only youth I want is someone to help me put my place back together again! Painting has nearly done me in..must survive to dance another day!

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