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Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month
F*ck the Game
anyone could tell you
I was never a raving beauty
even my family would agreetoo many freckles
not enough oomph
that indefinable thing
(whatever it was)
that made other girls stunningthink of them as Barbies
and me…a paper doll
not much without all the added extras
and even they left details…Read More2 Comments-
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Thank you, Curt!
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Read Moreanyone could tell you I was never a raving beauty even my family would agree too many freckles not enough oomph that indefinable thing (whatever it was) that made other girls stunning think of them as Barbies and me...a paper doll not much without all the added extras and even...
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Willow, you are stating facts. There is no winning “if she is supposed to be better than me” F*em
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I look back at old photos now and think wtf? I don’t think they can win if we don’t play the game. So I bowed out in favor of just being me. Thank you, Fia
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Great poem with an honest message. Fuck them all! Bravo!
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Thank you! 🙌
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Comparison is the thief of joy.
Let those that judge lose their joy and you dear Willow keep yours.
Great write.
🙏
P.S. If that avatar is a picture of you, you look more than fine to me.-
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I think if it hadn’t been those closest to me (my cousin not included) doing the comparing and always pointing out my failings, it wouldn’t have been so easy to believe the bullshit. And yes, the avatar is me. Hair colour subject to change without notice, but it always returns to its natural white. Thank you, Peter
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Powerfully penned, Willow. Excellent write with layers and layers of depth and honesty my friend. To be honest I was oblivious to flirting or signs of interest from women. My friends would tell me after the fact that so and so was all into me, I laugh about it now, but I just didn’t think women thought of me that way. lol. I didn’t think highly of myself and when subscribing to that way of thought, it left to me blind to possibilities I guess. That was deep. lol. Sorry about the flashback. You’re a beautiful woman and a kindred spirit my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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I lived with my cousin and her family for a year in 8th grade and I remember coming around the corner to her room and hearing her tell her best friend she was afraid her boyfriend would like me better because I was prettier than her. I froze in my tracks in shock. The way society (and family) feeds us such bullshit to tear us down is mind blowing. It wasn’t long after that incident that she told me how she has to play the game. She chose to continue to play the game…on her terms though. I said fuck that and stopped trying. Amazing what we see when we look back through the mirror of time, isn’t it? Thank you, my friend
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She is a lovely person and she never engaged in the comparison game. She gave me my first ounce of self-affirmation and I’ll be forever grateful to her for seeing what nobody else did. Thank you, Brenda 🧡
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It took me a lot of years to come into my, as it were. Did modeling in my youth and still didn’t believe in me. Thank you, Gus
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Hah! I love that version of the chant! I think I’ll keep that one in mind. Thank you, M.E
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My daughter was enjoying this until she reached the section on my cousin’s reality, then she started crying. Reality hit her. There is no way to win, so let’s not play. Thank you, Honoria
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Read MoreThe day started out greatWe watched the sun rise...Our bodies clutched togetherAs we lay side by side.. You were hesitant to get up..Fondling me.. and of course I started growingYou would've played with it foreverBecause you knew where we're going.I...
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Erotic Gardener…That is a good name. Your poem gives me a subtle invitation in the beginning without saying it out right till the end what the tree was.
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Thanks.. I didn’t want to make it too blatant.
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Adds a whole new dimension to “grow-your-own” – I’ll remember your little gem next time I “grow-my-own” on the allotment!
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Awww, I’m so honored!
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Hoi hoi!
Love your poem to bits.My love and I have an allotment garden for 10 years.
But I never heard of earth day before.I planted an acer in my son’s garden on the 22nd.
What a find, this poem of yours on earth day where everything comes together
Talking bout a secret garden!
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Thanks for the cool comments! 😀
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YES!!!! EXACTLY!!!! Say it loud and proud, Willow. -Curt