Little by little,
she’s really losing it.
All that carefully applied foundation,
the layers of tint and frost,
the people-pleasing
and do-gooding,
the hours in front of a mirror
that forgot to reflect who she really was,
lay discarded on the cutting room floor.
The energy it took
to hold the fake coverings in place
has come for its final accounting;
naked and vulnerable,
her true form peeks through –
and those who see are stunned
at her bare bones beauty…
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The beauty, somehow missed, of “the girl next door.”
Oh, I love that! Thanks Rob!
This is the human part of us, isn’t it Melodie. I am so glad God looks on our heart and not the outside…and has a way of changing us from the inside out. Thanks for sharing!
Right, Glenda! And I’m so thankful that I don’t need to hide or pretend, because the ‘bare bones’ me was created by God to be beautiful conjoined with Him! Have a great day!
You are right…bare bones me…always needs to remember that…regardless of what others say or think of me…what matters is that we please the audience of one, right?
Absolutely!
I love all the possibilities of “Little by little, she’s really losing it.”
Powerful sequence.
Thanks Marilyn! 🙂
an anthology of truth and beauty !
Thank you! Tough lessons, these….
Lovely picture and poetry! This really caught my attention today, Melody. Today, I was outside doing some work near a fence and hoping the neighbor wouldn’t notice me as I was having a bad hair day and no makeup morning… Then I remembered how my husband still kissed me goodbye as he left earlier. I thought of how ‘blind’ love is in a good way!
Blessings ~ Wendy
hee hee True love loves even those bare bones… 🙂 Love the story!
Gorgeous poem here, Melody. Thank you for teaching us again!
Thanks Debbie!
Good words, and so many potential interpretations too.
Thank you! 🙂
🙂
I really liked this poem. If only we would stop self protecting and dare to be who we really are inside without pretense, willing to be vunerable, now that would be a beautiful thing to behold
Wouldn’t it ever? It takes courage. It means risk. We can only really unmask when we are assured that we are truly loved for who we are deep down. A world like that? Awesome!