she realized
she wasn't one
of life's winners
when she wasn't sure
life to her was some dark
dirty secret that
like some unwanted child
too late for an abortion
was to be borne
alone
she had so many private habits
she would masturbate sometimes
she always picked her nose when upset
she liked to sit with silence
in the dark
sadness is not an unusual state
for the black woman
or writers
she took to sneaking drinks
a habit which displeased her
both for its effects
and taste
yet eventually sleep
would wrestle her in triumph
onto the bed
When we realise too late in life that the pains we have been suffering is a result of our own negligences " like some unwanted child too late for an abortion"
Habits! ! ! Effects. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
she had so many private habits she would sometimes she always picked her nose when upset she liked to sit with silence in the dark../// beautiful expression
She realized she wasn't one of life's winners when she wasn't sure life to her was some dark...... impressive beginning. Thanks and congratulations for being chosen this poem as the modern poem of the poem of the day.
like some unwanted child too late for an abortion was to be borne alone......wonderfully penned the birth recycling; beautiful poem shared
'she took to sneaking drinks a habit which displeased her both for its effects and taste yet eventually sleep would wrestle her in triumph onto the bed'... is such a thought provoking stanza. Enjoyed the poem.Congrats.
Beautiful poem. However I have trouble relating the title with poem. It is so one sided.