Monday, April 20, 2015

Snare of Her Tongue

Born claw deep in curious
I prodded answers with
a question, but curiosity
was still hungry for why.

My daughter’s inquiry
of the reason for a name
produced the knowledge
I was named after a pestering child.

No matter how high the questions
climbed they never reached satisfaction.
The rationality behind my name
remained a mysterious link to aggravation.

What my mother failed to consider
in her propensity to express dark humor
was she might actually be stung
by the prophetic snare of her tongue.

©Susie Clevenger 2015

NaPoWriMo ~ Day 20

I am the little girl with the scraped knee sitting on my father's lap. 


Sanaa Rizvi said...

You are so adorable as a child! :D
Loved the poem :D

Susie Swanson said...

Awww, love this one Susie and the pic is so sweet. hugs, xo

Jim said...

I guessed right, Susie. Your mom was right if I can read the lines and from what I have seen.
We have a Susie, she's older than you. Her mom named her after the Song, "Peggy Sue." But Susie didn't like either of those, or them together.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Wonderful write! I loved this and the pic!

Gillena Cox said...

"I prodded answers with
a question,"

that plain awesome, i can easily in my mind picture you that pestering child
thanks for sharing a lovely write and for dropping in to read mine

much love...

Hannah said...

So sweet you are in this image, Susie.

Your opening stanza is wow! I just love your wording there and the entirety relays your story so well. Excellent!

Debi Swim said...

I love that first verse and the ending is wonderful. I'm sure you weren't a pest just had an inquiring mind.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love the photo, and love this look back......LOVE the closing lines!!!!!!! So much!!!!!!

Sumana Roy said...

aw...I could picture you as that little curious child in my mind the photo :)

Björn Rudberg said...

How sweet.. Pestering child, I doubt that, but curiosity is a great thing, the answer giving yet a question.. I can picture that.

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Poetic justice, hah? Love it. And the photo of you. Did you get called Blondie?

Outlawyer said...

Such a cute picture and family and a wondeful poem of mothers and daughters. K.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I love your approach here, Susie. Very tongue-in-cheek look at the whole parent child dynamic. I know there is no greater quality in a child than an inquiring mind.

colleen said...

I especially love that last stanza. I've always said that peoeple can call me nosey. They can call me curious. You can say I like gossip or you can say I like biographies. It's all a matter of degree and how you say a thing.

grapeling said...

I love the smile on your mother's face. So, apple, tree, huh? ~