Monday, January 19, 2015

Another Two Lines

Shameful blushes warming cheeks.....
Crushing on unknown man isn't legit.
But better that than burning my finger tossing home baked bread
Better  my flushes
Than scorched fingernails.
Curling all my  thoughts around him
Like a lovesick puppy.
Timidly tucked in,
my Tale.

Speeding through this Tunnel of
Love. .....knowing I'm just a passing train......

An elegant gray  box
Golden diagonal lettering
swirling accross it
The legend
A child's pleasure in mommy's perfume enhanced
by the cuteness of the cipher
"Charlie"
For the longest time  she thought it meant
The Prince of Wales..

Toy Story
In Parts Over 2 Generations...

Playing with the 19 dolls I got on my fifth
Was too overwhelming
Mommy duty 
to so many babies deemed impossible!
So 17 were expelled for life
To mom's showcase.....
And only
The best and  the ugliest adopted..

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I was a cruel child momma...
My petite brunette was rendered bald from brushing and denuded for a bath that peeled arms and legs from  sockets
and never dressed again!

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The big  blue eyed  blonde  was reverently laid to  rest in its gift box..and there it lay
Like the waking undead...

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Skin and bones mamma not yet four feet tall
Acutely surveys
Her children  of a lesser God.
Loved like a hurricane...
And since then retains
Beloved  snapshots
cute
Memorabilia of carnage...

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The papa Teddy  and the mama Teddy placed  side  by  side..
Mama's two hands attached to a plump satin heart ...and small baby bear on the side.
My kids are playing at happy families  too
Like the rest  of  the world...

It's too late
I have entered the wonderland of your heart...
And this mad tea partying will continue  March Hare and all
No use declaring
Off with your head

For all advocates of covering women up.....equating modesty with shame and proclaiming both as virtues!
Pride in roots, cultural values and tradition is excellent if it does not strangle the growth  of the optimistic shoot towards the sun...
A flower need  neither hide its  face or its beauty to the  world.  But it's upto the world not to pluck it or tear it's petals...

Version 2

For all advocates of covering women up from head to toe.....
Equating modesty with shame and proclaiming both as virtues is not legit...

Pride in roots, cultural values and tradition is excellent if it does not strangle the growth  of the optimistic shoot towards the sun...

A flower need  neither hide its  face nor its beauty from the  world. 
But it's upto us, the arrogant world not to pluck it or tear it's petals...

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(c) Amrita Valan 2014

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