Apparently…

Real women are worth more than cosmeticsI want to live my life but silver strands sparkle on the crown of my head
And apparently that’s not good

I want to appreciate my face but laughter lines crinkle at the corners of my eyes
And apparently that’s not good

I want to enjoy my body but my breasts are only a handful each
And apparently that’s not good

I want to walk with confidence but my rounded womanly arse fits into size fourteen jeans
And apparently that’s not good

I want to embrace my womanhood but my belly tells of three big pregnancies
And apparently that’s not good

I want to wear little dresses in summer but my arms are pale and cushiony
And apparently that’s not good

I’d like to smile as I show and share the history of the pink circle of red veins on each cheek that remind of a day I strongly and bravely pushed out a ten pound nine ounce baby boy. What an amazing feat to remember every day as I look in the mirror.
No. Apparently that’s not good.

So I’ve lived and laughed and have a healthy pear shape and have had three children and my arms make me look like a mother and not an athlete. My face crinkles at the forehead from thinking deeply and I look like what I am and what I’ve done.
But apparently that’s not good?

I should hide my grey to pretend I haven’t lived
Enlarge my breasts to pretend I am not a pear shape
Slap filler into my wrinkles to pretend I haven’t laughed
Laser my veins to pretend I have never struggled
Straighten my kinks to pretend I’m not a woman
Tuck my tummy to pretend I’m not a mother
Suck out my buttock fat to pretend I have never enjoyed food
Painfully pierce the lines of concentration to pretend I have never had a thought about anything.

Apparently I’m worth it…
So that’s good
Isn’t it?

13 thoughts on “Apparently…

  1. I’m a friend of Gilly’s and i love your poem! You touch a lot of chords there my dear and its spot on perfect!

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  2. A hero amongst women. We have so much to celebrate.
    I will share with my Mum, a truely magnificient woman too, who feels that becoming old makes her invisible.

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