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. 
Real Toads ~ What's your name?

Comments

Sanaa Rizvi said…
You are so adorable as a child! :D
Loved the poem :D
xoxo
April 20, 2015 at 3:33 PM
Susie Swanson said…
Awww, love this one Susie and the pic is so sweet. hugs, xo
April 20, 2015 at 4:04 PM
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.
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April 20, 2015 at 4:07 PM
Buddah Moskowitz said…
Wonderful write! I loved this and the pic!
April 20, 2015 at 5:14 PM
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...


April 20, 2015 at 5:35 PM
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!
April 20, 2015 at 6:03 PM
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.
April 20, 2015 at 6:30 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
I love the photo, and love this look back......LOVE the closing lines!!!!!!! So much!!!!!!
April 20, 2015 at 7:58 PM
Sumana Roy said…
aw...I could picture you as that little curious child in my mind Susie...love the photo :)
April 20, 2015 at 10:44 PM
brudberg said…
How sweet.. Pestering child, I doubt that, but curiosity is a great thing, the answer giving yet a question.. I can picture that.
April 20, 2015 at 11:23 PM
Rosemary Nissen-Wade said…
Poetic justice, hah? Love it. And the photo of you. Did you get called Blondie?
April 20, 2015 at 11:24 PM
Outlawyer said…
Such a cute picture and family and a wondeful poem of mothers and daughters. K.
April 21, 2015 at 6:57 AM
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.
April 21, 2015 at 9:09 AM
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.
April 21, 2015 at 9:43 AM
grapeling said…
I love the smile on your mother's face. So, apple, tree, huh? ~
April 22, 2015 at 1:56 AM
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