I am participating in EthicalELA's September 5-Day Open Write.
Today's poem is written in response to a prompt from Barb Edler called Ego or Homage, where we were encouraged to explore our own 'uniqueness.'
once the bane of my existence,
thick, solid, and far too masculine,
preferably hidden from view,
have carried their weight,
pulling, throwing, bending,
stretching, lifting, pushing, prying,
soothing, tending, caring,
holding up the whole world when it is falling apart.
I see now
they are strong, protective, rock-solid
just like my Dad's,
and that's okay.
I am well-armed.
These are the comments I received on the Ethical ELA website: