Fear Inside

By skinner_jennifer

Wed, 01 Apr 2015
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I don't wish

to hear the whispers

of melancholy,

my mind musty

from too much gabble,

 

curtains twitching

snooty looks;

gazing at this

monstrosity

that is me,

 

when all I wish for is;

nimbleness...stirring

the form, till on that

triumphant day

I can shine,

 

my flesh once more

slender...like a dew

drop in the rain,

moving like the

flicker of a flame.

 

If I could...

I would

shard each layer

of this slack cover

enveloping my body;

 

release the

English Rose

within – reveal

inner beauty

to shine outward to the world.

 

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Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Sometimes it is ourselves we have to convince when we feel sure it is others are being critical. You seem to bring into parallel the desire for different body shape, with the awareness of inner qualities that should be observed and given far greater value by others? Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Bee on

You describe those feelings well - it's not really about feeling that others care what we look like, it's the disappointment of knowing what's underneath when it seems impossible to get back to it that makes the mind make up negative stories. I think it's honest and so many will identify with your words - especially stepping out of the layers - I liked that. If only... Well written poem, Jenny - I like it.

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Bear,

nice to hear from you again.

Thank you for your kind words of encouragement, glad you found this to be an interesting poem.

Many thanks for letting me know.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Rhiannon,

you got what I was trying to convey in this poem. That inner quality that is desperate to be seen by the world.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to let me know.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for reading Bee, your words mean a lot.

You definitely hit the nail on the head, you're right about stepping out of the layers.

Thank you again for letting me know your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by catherine poarch on

I like the shape of this poem - long, slim and italic. And the word nimbleness caught my eye because it's not a predictable choice but an apt one. And whatever shape or appearence we are I expect most of us would like to be what we feel we are inside. Really enjoyed it. Hope you're well,

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Catherine,

I suppose I used the word nimble to represent excercise, trying to achieve a body that represents what we are inside is hard to achieve as we get older,  even with trying to  keep fit.

I'm so glad you were able to understand where I was coming from, and that you got the shape of the poem, the way I wrote it.

Thank you for reading and taking the time to leave a comment, it means a lot.

I'm well, hope you are too.

Have a great Easter Catherine and enjoy.

Jenny.  smiley

 

 

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Jenny

A beautifully written and thought out poem. How we all wish we could have our youthful figures and energy back.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

don't we just! I don't ever see myself as old until I look in the mirror. Still, as long as I've got my health I can't really complain.

Thank you for your kind words and I'm glad you could relate to this poem...it's nice to know I'm not the only one.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Jean,

don't we just! I don't ever see myself as old until I look in the mirror. Still, as long as I've got my health I can't really complain.

Thank you for your kind words and I'm glad you could relate to this poem...it's nice to know I'm not the only one.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Shannan on

I wish I could shed more than just a few things myself :( A sad state of so many humans I guess... and on we go.

Keep well :)

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I know the feeling Shannon, it's a case a lot of people identify with. Thank you for reading and letting me know your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Elfstone18 on

Wow. Interesting. One thing I like to do is try and interpret poetry and you've given me something to think about.

The voice sounds like she's depressed and wanting. She wishes to be young again, which I get from removing the slacked cover over her body. She wants be free and strong again, like the flame.

The one thing that perplexes me is the 'nimbleness' line. I'm not sure what it is she's referring to when she says

when all I wish for is;

nimbleness...stirring

the form, till on that

I can't think of what the form is either. A shadow of past youth?

Otherwise, very interesting skinner_jennifer. Very nice.

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thank you so much for your interesting comment Elfstone.

You are very right about wishing to be young and youthful again, I think it's something we all wish for at some point in our lives. But sadly as we age and our bodies become slack, even with excercise it's hard to get rid of that extra covering. The line about being nimble is that when we're young, it's so easy to let go and jump and run around, but sadly when we reach old age, inless we're very lucky it's no longer possible with aching joints.

Hope that clears up what I was trying to convey.

Any way thank you again for reading and letting me know your thoughts.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

Wow... As always you capture the reader with (this time) just a swish of a curtain Jenny...

I love that in your works, but then I love your works...

Thank you once more for your presence and talent

Be well & take care my friemd

Rob

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi there Rob,

thank you so much for your interest in this poem and for your kind words of encouragement.

I hope you are well and life's treating you good.

You take care and enjoy your writing. 

Jenny. 

 

 

Submitted by Shannan on

See you haven't posted in over a month ... trust it is all for good reasons :-)

Have a great week

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Hi Shannan,

you are right...I haven't been on line writing for ages, but I'm fine. I've finally finished writing out roughly my epic story, Dwellers of the New World, which has taken about four years to write, now I'm busy editing and getting onto the computer, but as soon as I've finished, I'll be back on line again, relieved that I can now put it all onto abc tales, knowing I've finished finally. It's been an incredible journey since I began the Chosen Ones, and will be kind of sorry to see it finished, I got to know the characters pretty well and saw them as friends.

Thank you for asking about me, it's always nice when readers are concerned and I appreciate the thought.

Hope you are well too. Will get over to your sight soon.

Jenny.  smiley 

 

Submitted by Shannan on

That is so exciting to read!!!

All the very very best with it :)

... ahhh, my pleasure... drowning in exam marking - most wretched really, but on we go ;)

Blessings $

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Much obliged Shannan,

with all that exam marking, i bet you're looking forward to the Summer Holidays...hope you have a good one.

Blessings to you too.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

Poignant piece... wonderful wright

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Thanks for reading Terry and for letting me know your thoughts. Much appreciated.

Jenny.