TO Hell With Playing Barbie Doll

TO Hell With Playing Barbie Doll

A Poem by anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

With amber eyes turned upward

Sometimes life seems punctuated by the Creator

My time is up in this darn town

I want to sell my house and move

To another spot…

Another space, another place

I’ve dealt with the ways of my fears

My disappointment with Nebraska

Shows up in thirty different ways

I’m done with this callous scene

Orange tangerine despair

Mixed with opalescent blues

Evident in the final computation

Seems as if I'm putting up with broken glass

All the painted faces mocking my joy

Dead end existence comes warbling in

Singing its unmelodious tune of the blues 

My unrest is in the air

Surrounded by my raisin colored regrets

A dried up purple sort of hue

I choose to stop holding on to nothing

I now seek a better sun

A new place to run

 

This is my last straw

Farewell to the kings of deception

Stuck in the womb of contradictions

I want to self regenerate

 

A chance to live again

A reason to believe

The true fact is…

I’m tired of feeling like extinction

 

                         To hell with playing Barbie doll

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LadeeAnne Anne P Murray

c/r 2011

 

© 2011 anne p. murray- LadeeAnne


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One is not "wailing" at the Creator...merely stating an emotion of discontent.
The use of the word 'punctuated, indicating a uncomfortable 'pause in my life'

Posted 14 Years Ago


You begin wailing at the Creator and by the end you are seeking redemption and another chance. Do I read this as a moment of tired angst thrown like a speech into the teeth of a wind? Interesting use of language, especially the words of "color."

Posted 14 Years Ago


You told us and we deserve it .
We have let ourselves become a
wasteland.
If the knowing, intelligent, sensitive
people move out the rest of us may
recover our sensitivity.
Great write,
---- Eagle Cruagh

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. What an emotion packed poem you have here. I can feel the frustration you have coming through in this. I hope that you find that place where you fit sweetie.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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anne p. murray- LadeeAnne
anne p. murray- LadeeAnne

Birmingham, AL



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