Strength to Stand Tall

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #371

Words:  stand, awful, face, sex, know, here, worry, knock, fact, talk, blend, plans

Remarks ran rampant
here in this close-knit
town, where everyone knew
each other’s business. Oh,
how awful, the fact that she
was now the opposite sex
then she was at birth. Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Angle-shadowed face of
loveliness would not help
her blend in. Parents were
not worried, stood in solidarity
with their daughter. Sure,
she would have her share
of knocks, but she was a June
moon baby with big plans. Remarks
ran rampant; she scoffed at ignorance.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to Strength to Stand Tall

  1. colonialist says:

    Very good.
    In small towns, change is not welcomed. Particularly religion or sex.


  2. annell4 says:

    Change is never welcome. We do like comfort. Keep things as they are.


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