Friday, September 12, 2008

the good kind


just a little girl
whining for little
carrying that giggle
you've known for a while

still that little girl
with her big eyes
and one deep sigh
that lasts for miles

big little girl
saw more than signed up for
knows now how to grow and shut the door
and become the woman prescribed by law

ever pony-tailed
trying not to scare
willing to be fair
in order to keep you there

partially matured
dragging teddy bears and huge decisions
electricity bills and tears born unreasoned
in her imperishable attempt to keep it pretty

and childish
but the good kind

4 comments:

Susan Helene Gottfried said...

Wow, there's a lot going on in there that I'm not sure I get, but I wish I did. I have eight million possibilities rolling around like wisps that I'm trying to grasp...

This is fun, trying to puzzle it out! (Yeah, I'm a geek like this)

confused said...

I agree with susan there is a lot going on in this poem..it's fascinating and takes more than one read

ellumbra said...

. . . from raindrop to stream,
river & ocean, the sea remembers, in sun and storm, falling from the heavens.


A lovely piece of writing Carolina.
I do enjoy reading you.

Digital Polaroids said...

Divine picture, divine words.