Sunrise.
Eyes open,
begin to bleed,
begin to need.
Feel it
moving through you.
Hormones raging.
Falling madly,
all the wrong ones.
Rebellion:
inner tempest
boiling over,
misdirected.
Parental alienation.
Lessons skipped,
bunking off.
School Inspectors,
a perpetual curse.
Spots plaguing,
constant teasing,
mortification.
First betrayal:
a prettier girl
with perfect skin.
Tears falling,
heart fragmenting,
world crumbling.
Vulnerability.
Shocked to find
you still need
your Mother's love.
Eyes open,
begin to bleed,
begin to need.
Feel it
moving through you.
Hormones raging.
Falling madly,
all the wrong ones.
Rebellion:
inner tempest
boiling over,
misdirected.
Parental alienation.
Lessons skipped,
bunking off.
School Inspectors,
a perpetual curse.
Spots plaguing,
constant teasing,
mortification.
First betrayal:
a prettier girl
with perfect skin.
Tears falling,
heart fragmenting,
world crumbling.
Vulnerability.
Shocked to find
you still need
your Mother's love.
So beautifully written, Ygraine, to explain such an ordinary part of growing-up and the emotions that are a part of it. Wonderful~~~
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Thank you so much Jan!
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Lots of Hugs xxx
Ah you really captured adolescence here quite perfectly :)
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up until you got to parental alienation this could have been anyone...and then i was right there...that first betrayal is so hard....mine jacked me up for years...
ReplyDeletestill needing a mothers love...so true...no matter how angry i was at my parents during that time period...ultimately i needed them as my safe harbor....
Me too, Brian...I still wince at the memory of my first experience of being "dumped" at the tender age of 15!
DeleteMy relationship with my Mother was never an easy one, but at that time I really needed her support...and she was there for me.
Certainly wouldn't want to re-live that part of my life!!*smiles*
A mother's love is sometimes the best cure.
ReplyDeleteWonderfully expressed poem about 'those trying teenage years'
Have a great weekend
xo
Thank you so much Margie.
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Love and Hugs, dear friend xxx
right person in the wrong place?
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely right...couldn't have put it better myself!! :)
DeleteWonderful story of a day back when of an age. Wonderful ending. So much easier to relive long after once in a life that can't be returned to.
ReplyDeleteI couldn't have written about this at the time...I remember feeling utterly confused and angry at everyone!
DeleteYes...looking back now, I see it more clearly...I must have been an absolute pain to my poor long-suffering parents! :/
Many thanks:)
oh you've said first broken heart is lived in your mom's arm, beautiful and sad like Love Story, I can hear the music floating through my mind, thank you sweetie....
ReplyDeleteWow...what a compliment...I remember watching that wonderful movie and crying my heart out!
DeleteOh thank you so much Lorraine:)
Happy Sunday xxx
I love this poem! Right tempo, right checklist! Just kept ticking them off one by one :)) Brilliant writing of course!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it amazing how we all go through more or less the same emotions at puberty...and yet, at the time we feel as if we are the only person to have suffered like this?!
DeleteThe notorious human delusion of isolation, I guess!! *smiles*
Many thanks Rose :)
It was a real drama, yes, as far (so far) as I can remember.
ReplyDeleteYou have captured this female stage of life - this "period" - so so well, dear.
It came to my mind one of my school pupils who one morning approached me crying, pale, terrified, "I'm gonna die, I'm bleeding!" Her mum had never spoken to her about "that blood" so I had to explain to her she was ok, oh, my! I was lucky since the housemaid had told me (not my mother either...) some months before "it" happened.
Very well written.
A hug.
:D
We always need our mother's love
Ha...made me smile...my Mother took me aside when I was 10 and began telling me a long, drawn-out story about rabbits!
DeleteWhat that had to do with human menstruation, I still haven't the faintest idea. Would have been much easier to have just explained the simple truth. *smiles*
Many thanks, Dulcina.
Hugs xxx
This is great! You have really captured about a young girl growing up! Big Hugs ;o)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much...I really appreciate that!
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Hugs xxx
I'm choking up. No, seriously. What a beautiful, touching and poignant poem about a stage in a person's life that is as much about the youngster as it is about the parent. Many thanks.
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Oh thank you so much, Cuban!
DeleteYou have no idea how much it means to me...that you can actually feel what I am trying to say.
I feel deeply honoured...:)
Happy Saturday :)
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I will check out the http now. :)
El amor de madre siempre ayuda a curar todo mal, saludos.
ReplyDeleteOh thank you, Boris...you are so kind!
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