Saturday, July 24, 2010

Moral Majority





when i was younger i campaigned for the moral majority
accepting your vows of chastity and obedience 
as gospel -
the black and white world created found
my dreams consumed with murky, muddy water
 where i was continually fighting for
life's breath -

in desperation i suggested yellow wallpaper
you ran from the bedroom screaming,
harlot, whore!!!

my fantasies stood on the bed
cheering as you left
your fantasy ran after
 you
i locked the front door
placing red roses 
in the foyer
to ward off all evil 

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2010




36 comments:

  1. Such a victorious, and beautiful poem! I love how you so eloquently portrayed this experience in a way that is unique and all your own. You are such a talented poet! Always am inspired by your poetry and prose! :-)

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  2. thank you Carrie..I never know how others will view it but I am so happy you liked it...I take your thoughts to heart...blessings..bkm

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  3. She didn't need him in her life! You wrote beautifully of her emergence!

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  4. Yellow wallpaper? No wonder she ran...strong and direct I like your style

    Christine

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  5. I love the way you create Yin and Yang by narrowing down the form of your poem as her visions gain in freedom and power. :)

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  6. BKM, very powerful writing. Great symbolism.
    Cee

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  7. Standers we set for others
    For ourselves we don't bother
    with others morals we get to excited
    but with our morals we're delighted

    So many of us are two faced with double standers.

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  8. red roses to ward off all evil. Nice. I will have to remember that. I like your metaphors
    Katherine

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  9. Ah the beauty of living authentically
    This was excellent
    and all yours...beautiful
    ..red roses in the foyer....no need of explanation.....it's there

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  10. Charlotte Perkins Gilman would have LOVED this, and so do I. I almost feel like I don't want to say anything because it can't be added to. It leaves me shakin me lil fists and smilin, it do!

    PS--I am not Canadian, but I am steeped in Canadiana just the same, and I love the place. I was born and raised right across the border in southeastern Michigan, where you actually have to travel south to enter Canada!

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  11. smiles. bravo...some great imagery...i like the color yellow....

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  12. this says a lot, in few words. the kind of writing I like best.

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  13. Nicely penned. It is smooth, the flow pulls us along.

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  14. Such empowering words in a small piece! Wonderfully written!

    -Weasel

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  15. Wonderfully powerful - love the red roses placed in the hall!

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  16. What a fantastic poem, I love the line..

    My fantasies stood on the bed cheering as you left..

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  17. Wonderful poem, with such stirring emotion. I loved
    "my fantasies stood on the bed
    cheering as you left
    your fantasy ran after
    you"
    There is something of each side in there.

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  18. Loved it bkm. Liked the structure and the authenticity of the piece. Great idea giving the internal life the power to speak its mind.

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  19. This is brilliant..perhaps we shouldn't make commitments when we're too young..
    and go out the back door!!

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  20. Oh, man, could I ever connect with this piece on so many levels. I had to read it over several times and relish in it. Brilliant!!!

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  21. thank you everyone for your comments...yes, making committments young is probably not a good thing...but most young people seem to think they have the answers...most of us just have to learn for ourselves life's lessons...blessings...bkm

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  22. I liked that very much! I liked the black and white, and the yellow, what a nice combination of colors and ideas.

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  23. Black and white vs. yellow (brilliant reference, btw) and then red. Passion enters the house. Thank you for this.

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  24. amazing tale,
    your taste of color and words are fabulous!

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  25. this is such an amazing story.the structure you chose for this poem is perfect. i loved it.

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  26. Colour is such an evil influence!
    :)
    Well done (for the poem and for closing the door)

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  27. Unique, love the form and the story. I could lose myself in your writing, each one is an adventure worth taking. I liked the colors, red and yellow, how they represented freeing from the mud and murk.

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  28. Yellow wallpaper evokes a lot in this poem -- powerful and well written. Great magpie!

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  29. Brilliant imagery...
    A picture of grit and strength! You've got voice!!!!
    An powerful magpie..

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  30. Awesome writing. Loved where you took this magpie!

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  31. Thank god he left! The foyer was needful of red roses!
    rel

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  32. I rejoiced with you as you joined the world of colour while rejecting the guilt too often imposed by black and white, death-worshiping fundamentalism.
    Powerful and honest writing!

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