A New Ladle

Stirring
the soup that
is me with  a brand
new ladle. I put a mirror
to my blind spots and saw
what I have been avoiding.
So I am  flavoring the mix
with a dash of change
one  sprinkle  at a
time. It isn’t
easy   re –
inventing
one self
w h en
gold is
turning
sil - ver,
b u t  I
am not
lik  ing
t  h  e
taste of
bitter
on my
ton -
gue.


©Susie Clevenger 2014
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Comments

Vandana Sharma said…
Very nicely done, its hard to write a poem and maintain the shape of the poem too, but you did it well!!!
cosmos cami said…
This is real and good. It speaks to me, as a fellow laundry goddess. I love the shape, but I love how you made soup from life.
Kerry O'Connor said…
How cool is this?! Excellent concrete poetry with a strong message.
Yes, of course, if you don't like bitter, re-invent yourself. Love your form poem and its reminder.
Mark Kerstetter said…
Great form. Great message.
Gillena Cox said…
yeah aging in hope, thats a beautiful mantra

Have a nice Monday


much love...
avalon said…
How hard it is to take the blinkers of reality off one's dreams and aspirations.Nicely shaped.
Grace said…
I so admire the concrete form as its very challenging to shape the words ~ I love the stirring of the soup with a brand new ladle ~
Magaly Guerrero said…
A spoon full of wonderful words. Love the shape, the message and the imagery. Such varied flavors to delight in...
Sreeja said…
That's wonderful.....I loved this....
kaykuala said…
An innovative way of presentation and a wonderful poem Susie! There is a soupy feeling!

Hank
Unknown said…
Cooking is tough... I generally end up in accidents while trying... Smiles...
Anonymous said…
I read this spoon-fashion, eager for the recipe for concocting a healthy self. Yum.
J Cosmo Newbery said…
If we don't like ourselves, there are few choices other than change. Nicely done.
Anonymous said…
This is beautiful. It takes a strong person to look at themselves head-on and still be able to change... very positive message in a lovely form.
hedgewitch said…
Constant remaking is a painful part of growth--I love the shape poem, Susie, and the clever way you've stirred this up with that cook's line at the end--no, we're better chefs than that, to accept the bitter as inevitable.