. . . (=Impulses) + Weekend Reflections

birth: female
date: irrelevant
place: somewhere

euphorias
aspirations
blossomings
imaginations
commitments
daily duties
obligations
yearnings
cravings
loves

growth chart: within the norm
head circumference: average height male-equal
self-growth: out for starvation

necessary losses!

hey you
female
eat
eat up yourself
fill identity’s void

necessary losses!

cheat
cheat on your self
repeat
rewind
repeat

necessary losses!

conform
you’d better conform
to your relations and your nations
it’s all about
subjugations

necessary losses!

maturity rate: off the charts
biological aging: per nature’s request
self-confidence: enough to value risks

becoming the woman-self: priceless!

© hülya n. yılmaz, 6.1.2017

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Filed under Impulses, Poetry, Weekend Reflections

6 responses to “. . . (=Impulses) + Weekend Reflections

  1. Pulled at to read your ‘necessary losses’ again, also has the feel of one’s pulse for a heartbeat, the rhythm is such, as the words speak of life from right now to the eventual end. Its semi abstraction me forcibly read the fourth strophe, as ” eat yourself up” , the power of the piece being that compelling.
    It really is an exceptional!

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    • You probably know what I am about to tell you, my dear poet friend, Jean-Jacques: For you to have read my poem more than once is a generosity I will never take for granted, generosity of precious time but also of utmost valuable deliberation. My best wishes are with you, as always.

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  2. yes . . . . love it . . . speaks volumes . . . nice “check list”, i need to do one 🙂

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    • Thank you, dear One. Knowing your incredible poetic power, your loving of my poem means much to me. (As for the checklist, you will do one when/if you are so inclined, no? And not because you “need to do one”. Smiles . . .)

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  3. I love it… It has the feel of one size fits all, and the option of a reversible covering.

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    • I wholeheartedly welcome each of your visits here, dear friend, Jean-Jacques. Once again, I am amazed in the fact that you saw/see through the facade of my poem right into its authorial intent.

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