Years Float From Scissors

I no longer carry you
in my hair.

Years float
from scissors
to the floor
and I am free.

The hate you sprinkled
in my starlight now
mixes with dirt.

A broom waits to
remove the last tie to your
midnight voice.

My eyes are brighter,
bluer, wider, at peace.

I no longer carry you
in my hair.


©Susie Clevenger 2014

The beautiful woman in the photo is my daughter, Dawn. She is an amazing woman of courage and strength who has fought illness and years of mental abuse from an ex-husband and his family. Yet, she has never let it define who she was. She is one of those rare people who shines brighter when life tries to steal her light. 

I wrote this for Margaret's Play It Again, Toads #11  I chose A Toad's Favo(u)rite Poem featuring poet Diane di Prima as inspiration.

Comments

Hack Poet said…
Hooray for your daughter and to you for another amazing poem. When experiencing something completely overwhelming, my grandmother had a wonderful expression. Had she read this, she would have said "I didn't know how ro hold my mouth". Bravo for such an incredible mother and daughter!
Fireblossom said…
Symbolic and richly emotional. Beautiful, Susie.
Sherry Blue Sky said…
A beautiful tribute to a beautiful young woman warrior who has had far more than her share. I am thankful she has you for her mother, kiddo. I'll bet she is too.
Brendan said…
What a liberation, leaving that greyed hair and hard life on the floor. Your daughter is a beautiful testament to all of the life that remains.
Maude Lynn said…
Beautiful and inspiring, Susie.
Susie Swanson said…
Such a beautiful tribute to your daughter Susie. She is truly an inspiration to us all.
Anonymous said…
Wonderful and very moving, Susie, really affecting. k.
Susan said…
Yay. "I'm gonna wash that man right out ..." beautiful poem!
Kathryn Dyche said…
Kudos to your daughter and you for putting into words her bravery and strength. Heartfelt. xxx
Sumana Roy said…
a beautiful tribute Susie and she's an inspiration...
Anonymous said…
Brave daughter, brave Mom. This poem is beautiful.
Margaret said…
an underlying tenderness but… so much strength and perseverance I hear in this poem as well! I adore her hair … and those eyes! Gorgeous.
brudberg said…
Love how you tied the past to her hair.. Moving ahead after such a past is pure strength. Abuse is always a sign of weakness..
Ben Ditty said…
*huge hugs*

Your words are beautiful and so is Dawn <3
Preeti S. said…
I salute her courage in overcoming her past. The poem itself beautifully speaks in a tone that conveys a sense of a calm-suffused strength and determination.
Kerry O'Connor said…
This is such an amazing tribute to your daughter, Susie.
Hannah said…
Heart rendered and utterly touching, Susie. Love you you both. ♥
becca givens said…
A beautiful tribute to your daughter -- a woman of courage, strength and grace. 404
Helen said…
Susie, this is beautifully personal without being intrusive .. love it.
Vandana Sharma said…
Hats off to her . A woman is alway seen as a vulnerable creature, but now no more and we only have to stand and fight for our selves.