Fleece sweaters and all you see behind

by Poet on the Piano   Dec 17, 2012


Who are you?

I am not MYSELF!
And I cannot even tell anyone
why, for it's something inside me
that has overturned, maybe a cave
of emotions I forgot to live by.
Now, I am bitter, spiteful
for no forthright excuse.
You still shout at me- your scream
an antilocution against my thoughts'
revolution.
Am I the minority, the majority,
or some talk behind someone's door?

Well, who are YOU?

The voices jingle, perched atop my
head and coiled around my armpits
like some bells I have been cursed
to shake....

You don't need evidence legalizing
that I don't know how to be myself.
Being myself is not a drink I can force
down, and have liquid run past eyes
run straight through deception
then end...

I wear this Christmas sweater,
with penguins holding each other's fins
and colored bow ties and lights that seem
to sparkle.

But if this is supposed to be my
inward spirit celebrating,
I am nowhere to be found.

* written December 17, 2012 at 4:15 pm.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Maryanne, I freaking love this....
    Christmas is supposed to bring out our spirit but sometimes we are lost in all the year has thrown at us, and I see the sweater as a metaphor for the past and what has been before,

    The piece was sad, and there were parts that made all the hairs on my arms stand up, it was deep and powerful, yet beautiful and creative at the same time,

    Very well penned

    x

  • 12 years ago

    by Chelsey

    What the heck??? Where on Earth do you get your ideas from? From a simple sweater, you can give a poem so much power..so much sadness....I feel lonelienss and heartache and confusion when I read this piece. I can picture the sweater, and oddly enough I can understand what you are trying to say when using it as an example....

    You by far are my favorite poet Maryanne, you use words in a way no one does here, you use an idea and bring forth such a different outlook on a feeling we all can go through or have been through...

    Seriously well penned.

  • 12 years ago

    by Girl of Conviction

    This is really good :]
    i like the detail in this poem.

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