Needle Eye of Definition

I sat in division’s wooden pew
drinking a wine glass filled
with “I’m unworthy” until
my mind rebelled at bondage.

The love my heart held couldn’t
fit through the needle eye
of a narrow definition.

I ran from closed minds
to bloom in unconditional.


©Susie Clevenger 2015

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Comments

rallentanda said…
Such a clever poem.Glad you broke the bonds and bloomed.
June 30, 2015 at 7:08 PM
Anonymous said…
This is awesome! I especially like the opening line.
June 30, 2015 at 7:09 PM
Herotomost said…
Sort of a coming out story...lol. What a great way to put it. great Writing Susie.
June 30, 2015 at 7:17 PM
Gemma Wiseman said…
Definitions can be so narrow-minded and heartless. A beautiful spin on breaking bonds and flying.
June 30, 2015 at 8:11 PM
kaykuala said…
That's the way Susie! To push through and register our bids. No one's helping but ourselves' to catch and to stand and be counted! Never thought a poem can be written from this angle. Great!

Hank
June 30, 2015 at 8:24 PM
Sanaa Rizvi said…
I ran from closed minds
to bloom in unconditional.

Loved the closing lines! :D
Hope you continue to bloom for a long time to come :D

Lots of love,
Sanaa
June 30, 2015 at 8:45 PM
Thotpurge said…
Wine glass full of I'm unworthy.. powerful.
June 30, 2015 at 10:09 PM
Sherry Blue Sky said…
OH! MY! GOODNESS! THIS is SPECTACULAR. I love the drinking from a wineglass of 'I'm not worthy'. So many of us did that, back when, until we learned to "bloom in unconditional". Fantastic message in this poem and wonderful writing. I love it.
June 30, 2015 at 10:46 PM
brudberg said…
To drink that wine. - a bond we are too often fond of.
June 30, 2015 at 11:26 PM
Kerry O'Connor said…
I say, Amen to this poem, Susie.
July 1, 2015 at 10:52 AM
hedgewitch said…
Unconditional is where it's at. Concise and lyric both, with not a word wasted. Thinking of you and yours today, and sending positive vibes.
July 1, 2015 at 11:21 AM
Jim said…
Nice ending, Susie. Your nice poem could be an ode to a reformed Puritan.
We visited church Sunday in Katy (moving there VERY soon) and asked a lady next empty two seats if I would be 'taking someone's pew' if we sat there. I don't think she very much liked my type sense of humor.
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July 1, 2015 at 1:05 PM
Jim said…
Oh yes, but they have such small glasses. ;)
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July 1, 2015 at 1:06 PM
Sweeper of Dreams said…
So cool! Could almost feel those chains of self doubt and restraint breaking!
July 1, 2015 at 3:30 PM
Marian said…
Aw! Gosh, I am thankful for this process. Wonderful word choices in here too, Susie.
July 2, 2015 at 9:31 AM
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