Beauty

What do you see when you look at me?

when you value me based on societal concepts?

Do you see the way my eyes light up?

when I giggle and laugh over the stupidest things?

Or do you only see the fine lines radiating from my eyes;

the brackets from smiling around my mouth?

Would you care to know how long it took;

for me to stop covering my mouth when I laughed or smiled?

Did you see me in the dressing room, trying to find the right clothes?

the ones that I like, that I have chosen because they fit my form?

Are you aware of how long it took;

for me to look in the mirror and be proud?

I never was a Beauty Queen

I never won that award.

I flaunted my figure and used my wiles

so society would think I fit the norm.

It took me a long long time,

to be able to look in the mirror and see me

Beautiful and confident, in my own way

which is the one that society does deny.

©Jay-lyn Doerksen

May 1/17

 

Gone

There are truths that you cannot see
Oblivious to what is in front
Seeing only what you want to see
Blinders worn with complacancy.

No questions asked, assumptions only
Pain gathers, tears sparkle
One at a time, falling, trembling
Heartache as I watch you crumble.

Once upon a time, long ago
He rode to the rescue, a handsome knight
The princess awaited, believing with all her heart
That this was it, the happy ending that she wanted.

Gone are the days of grassy glades
Gone, the dreams of yesterday
Forge onward, a path in glass
For nothing was ever real.

April 10/12