Thursday, January 15, 2015

Stitches of a Scarlet Letter

Anyone ever feel disenfranchised, isolated, or judged by society?  Here's some food for thought.

Stitches of a Scarlet Letter

She is filled with so much love--

 that she is foolish.

She hears  sometimes,

but is sometimes deaf.

Sometimes she hears,

but comprehends not.

Sometimes she hears

but cares not.

Sometimes she hears,

but acts like the wall fly

hearing the buzz of the room,

but without any reaction.

Stolid soul taking it in 

like medicine 

that one is forced to swallow

without daring to utter

a voice of protest.

Instead her heart cries, Be


Still 

the longer she stays,

the more the voices

toy with her.

They begin making

foolish conjectures.

She hears lies all around--

she knows they are lies.

Yet she is


Still

each one adds 

another stitch

to the scarlet letter

forming on her heart.

She distracts herself.

She will not drink.

She cannot, will not


Think 

too long 

and too hard,

because to do so

only drives her further

into the depths

of despair--

a despair she

need not have,

a despair that she 

would not

could not 

have.  

How could she


Despair

the dream 

that has come 

true, 

just because 

part of the dream

seems a bygone.

Isn't it true,

that she has 

found the man

of her dreams

and yet

he's not 

as perfect

as she once 

thought.  

Yet he loves 

her--

Her whole family

loves her.

Yes why

despair . . . 

When she has

people who


Love

her,  she knows

what matters

is that those 

who know her

best

will always

love her

no matter 

what--

even when 

they do not

always approve

of her actions.

And lately 

if they knew

might be


Disapproving

herself,

perhaps it 

was her own

criticism 

she heard

from others'

lips.

Yet how then

could their

voices so clearly

ring out, 

but how often

could she imagine

that they were talking

about her.  

Maybe this is her

dream after all.

Did not she always

dream of being


Popular

she is 

and she 

feels it   

in 

this scarlet 

letter

that she holds 

close to 

her heart

as her way of

reminding herself

of how 

different 

she is 

from everyone

and 

how delicious

to be the focus

of their gossip.

Is that not the 

cost of 

being famous? 

And so, 

perception

has made her

dream come true

after all.



1 comment:

childofyah said...

Beautiful. Just like you. What a deep and remarkable etching of your emotions. You have always been a gifted poet. I hope you will write even more during these days.