by Myrna D Badgerow
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Something a bit different from what I have been posting... written in the tumbling tercets I've not piddled with for awhile
she knew, had always known,
her path would wind itself through
out-of-the-way meadows, her journeys
would follow uncharted courses,
drawing unpredictable maps and
destinations... and she knew too
that these choices were her own
to make, not for the naysayers, who
listed the reasonings of 'could not'
and 'should not', to decide, defining
capabilities with misconceptions of
flawed and misguided thinking... she
raised her shield of determination, flailed
a dagger of stubbornness, turned
'blind' eyes to conformity of others,
hiding the bruising of spirit, the
questioning of self, left by their lack
of faith in her... and she hid it well
behind the mask of indifference.
© mdbadgerow 2009
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|Reviewed by Gene Williamson
|Myrna, your heroine lives by the code that should drive each of us:
To thine own self be true. I love this marvelous poem in so many ways, beginning with your obvious writing talent, the way you maintain the pace through excellent run-ons from one stanza to the next, wrapping it up in the perfect conclusion: she hid it well
behind the mask of indifference. My admiration. -gene.
|Reviewed by Edwin Hurdle
|Excellent poem,I enjoy reading it,take care
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Was this posted twice Myrna, for it seems I read and posted a reveiw on this yesterday...but if not, I love it and the way you express this girls outlook and inspiration for the path ahead in life. Nicely done.
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|i like this- you have described the inner thinking of this character well|
|Reviewed by L. Figgins
|I, for one, appreciate your "tumbling tercets". This poem has such a wonderful flow. It carries the meaning through to the last stanza describing the way a sensitive and independent soul protects herself from hurt. Can so relate. This one is going into my library. A very fine poem! Thank you...Lin|
|Reviewed by Carin Spirit
|I love this! unchartered courses and nobody's business then her own, blind to the judgement of others. Thank you for sharing. Be well, Carin|
|Reviewed by John Flanagan
You probe and evaluate well here and come out with a gem; love the phrasing and word choice and the hooks that link the stanzas so effortlessly, fluently.
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Is there a better way to be, nicely said....
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford
|Superb Myrna. I love it when I'm on-line and a message appears in my in-box that you've a new posting and I get to be the first to comment on it. You're such a great poet.
Hugs and Love,