Posted by
Betty Idarius on Jun 12th, 2011 in
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Poetry |
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If I were to love myself
The world would be transformed
No feeling inadequate, like I made a mistake
No comparing myself to others… no matter what
No feeling bad about how others respond to me
Their acceptance or not
No believing I’ve done anything to be sorry for
No feeling like I’ve let anyone down
Especially myself
Nothing at all wrong with me anymore
If I were to love myself.
If I were to love...
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Thank you for the chances you offered me
The Doors you opened
That I took
That I walked through
And for letting me see your anger
When I didn’t
And thank you for letting me know
That your anger didn’t mean
I was wrong
Thank you so much
For pushing me to dig deeper
Under the sleepiness
To get to my terror and rage and grief
How trained I’d been
To say I was fine
After I’d fallen and
Hurt...
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Just for a moment
Or an afternoon
I’d like to be ten again
To be sitting in
My grandmother’s kitchen
Feeling uneasy
With the immense serenity
Of her place
Hearing her tell me
I’m a good girl
I’m good
I’m beautiful
I’d believe her
If I could
I wouldn’t think
She’s just saying that
Because she’s my grandmother
And she’s afraid for me
I’d let it come...
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I wanted a child
Because I was going to invent the
Biggest love
That had ever been
Pure love
Pure beauty
I could be Mary (Ah! Ah!Ah!)
And all the trying
Soul searching
Book reading
Frustration, worrying
Falling short, falling apart
Hating myself
Loving myself
Losing and finding and losing
Myself
Again and again
Was not about
Raising my sons
It was about
Raising myself
Parenting isn’t so much
Something to do
As...
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