You Will Rot

“Self-love is so important. Because when you’re all alone and it’s 3 in the morning and you’re lying on the floor crying and shaking and wishing it all would end, who’s going to be there for you? You. You have to pick yourself up and find the strength to carry on. At the end of the day, you’re all you’ve got.” ~ via All Women’s Talk

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Selfishness
was once a goddess
killed by man.
I reclaimed her might
back to life, for me.

You want me
meek, shushed at your feet?
Dumb man-child,
your dream will not be—
my tongue whips silence.

The right words
demolish dogma,
defeat lies.
Hear my wild heart roar
change, and be reborn.

“Selfish!” you
shout, and I laugh, laugh—
I love me.

You (your shouts) and your insecurities will rot before I change my Self.

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a wee note…
– Linked to Protest and Outrage: Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, and to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Tuesday Platform.

Frida Kahlo and Chavela Vargas
via Pinterest

Protest and Outrage: Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2017

Are you ready to protest darkly and bare your poetry in outrage? Good, because I’m ready to delight in your poetic fist shaking (and share my own).

Welcome to Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month. As explained on this year’s announcement post, “the phrase ‘protest and outrage’ might nudge our minds towards socio-political thought, but this event is not about politics” (unless that’s what your muse wants). Your dark poetry should explore any topic that rattles your heart’s cage. Let your art show us what you feel.

To participate, leave a comment with the title of your poem and a direct link to your entry. Just like this: “Ugly Is Manmade” – http://magalyguerrero.com/. I shall add the name to the Darkly Outraged Poets list (at the end of the post), as they come in.

The (somewhat) Boring (but necessary) Wee Notes…
1. You can post a new poem every day of the party (I reserve the right to delete links to poems that fail to meet our deliciously dark protest and outraged theme).
2. Be respectful with your poetry and your comments. This doesn’t mean that your tone can’t be fiery. Just keep in mind that this is a civil poetic exchange, not a brawl.
3. Visit other outraged poets. Read deeply. Comment with heart… and brain. Have a blast.

Darkly Outraged Poets
Day 1
1. Sanaa – “Untitled (when words crumble and fade)
2. Magaly Guerrero – “Ugly Is Manmade
3. Esther – “We Mouthless
4. Gina – “ Ode to Passive Aggressive Liberalism
5. Groovy Gothic – “Fast Fashion
6. Susie – “Muted
7. Ashtoreth – “Forest for the Trees
8. Rommy – “Photogenic Pain
9. Sharon – “Small Comfort
10. Jane K – “Storms in my head

Day 2

11. Rosemary Nissen-Wade – “Sedated
12. Khaya Ronkainen – “Not Yours to Sell
13. SunshineShelle – “If I had a gun I’d shoot them”… RIP Grandma Mac… who (thankfully) never carried a gun.
14. Jane K – “The war within myself
15. VCondez – “Demon Wavelength

Day 3
16. Sanaa – “Untitled (the thread of life)
17. Rosemary Nissen-Wade – “Planet Icarus
18. Magaly Guerrero – “You Will Rot
19. Rasz – untitled

Day 4
20. SunshineShelle – “ORANGE ALERT!!! Hide your pussys…
21. Rosemary Nissen-Wade – “Reason for Shrieking?

Day 5
22. Rosemary Nissen-Wade – “My Anzac Day
23. Magaly Guerrero – “All Life (and Death) Is a Circle
24. Sanaa – “Spring Moon
25. Ashtoreth – “Beyond Rappaccini

Ugly Is Manmade

Society takes her tea with a pinch of blood, tears and unnecessary hurt. She sits in my kitchen expecting libations squeezed from flesh and spirit her goons label unworthy—too fat, too different, not tall enough, too old, too woke, too human, too unlike her hand-twisted puppets.

ugly is manmade,
the filthiest of constructs,
a poison that rots

Society’s tea cup is overflowing with teeth and broken expectations. My kicking boot is scuffed.
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the wee notes…
– This is not the first poem I wrote for this year’s Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month. When I first thought of the topic, I intended to Protest and be Outraged about healthcare and similar issues. I even wrote the poems (I’ll share them, eventually). But yesterday, someone close to my heart told me that she felt fat, and uncomfortable with her looks. She is a beautiful woman and a brilliant soul… Her pain leaves me wanting to kick society’s ideas of beauty in the freaking jaw.
– Linked to Poets United ~ Poetry Pantry, 350.


This is a closeup of a painting by Shelle Kennedy;

to see the original piece, in full color, visit Shelle’s blog.