Chubby Cheeks

Chubby Cheeks

A Poem by Bethany Woody
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Something New!!

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Chubby cheeks

and rosey lips

in the oversized picture

of the seven year old

who grows cold

lying in the pine box

atop the table

covered in roses

the same shade

as the lips

no man will

ever kiss in

the heat of

the moment.

 

It was a

moment, a

moment in

time noone

will ever forget

yet, it is so

painful to

remember

how in slow

mmotion

the juice

spilled along

the table

in waves

like the ocean

crashing, lashing

at the rocks

along the shore.

 

Rocks like his

fist as he hit

repeatedly

not knowing

his own rage

locked inside

an alcohol haze

as red as

rosey little lips

in an

oversized picture

depicting

chubby cheeks.

© 2008 Bethany Woody


Author's Note

Bethany Woody
Thanks Lalli for a bit of inspiration.

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I thought this was gonna be a happy poem. I definitely thought wrong. I was thrown into mourning and then given a synopsis of a very painful memory. This is quite a personal splash of vivid words. But VERY well done. Each time i read this to get into the flow which you have really skillfully weaved using many internal rhymes. The words, they seem to almost get carried away ...like the situation that got out of control. I feel pain and sorrow and then anger and annoyance. I know how dangerous alcohol can be and this affirms it very strongly and very poetically.



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Amazing. Great write, vivid imagery. I absolutely loved it, though it was quite sad.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That was a great poem Beth! A child so sweet and a man filled with anger.
I think you touched every emotion in this poem and it still makes you want
more.

Great write! Thanks for sharing.

Kelley

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Def not a happy poem or memory,
'atop the table
covered in roses
the same shade
as the lips
no man will
ever kiss in
the heat of
the moment.'
Nice analogy of the rosey lips and the roses the coffin lies on, it
really hammers it home. And the story so sad that a lil girl would
be punished so for a spill. The point here is taken as this scene plays
out every day sadly to say. Nicely done Mona Lisa

J.P.O.et

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wow! you have an incredible gift to bring your poems back around full circle. its my pleasure to have provided a bit of inspiration, you just made my whole week, thats why I write.. right there! I can see what you are talking about with your free verse, but you even through in a lil rhyme. You drew me in to this lil girls innocence, and then really drilled the point home of such innocence at the end. Don't let the frustration of deleted pieces ever stop you, overcome and keep writing! you have a serious gift, and i'm blessed to be able to be a part of it with you. Amen mona, amen.. great piece STRONG message, but yet SUBTLE... how one accomplishes both at the same time u must let me know hahahaha..
much love n respect

-Lalli

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I thought this was gonna be a happy poem. I definitely thought wrong. I was thrown into mourning and then given a synopsis of a very painful memory. This is quite a personal splash of vivid words. But VERY well done. Each time i read this to get into the flow which you have really skillfully weaved using many internal rhymes. The words, they seem to almost get carried away ...like the situation that got out of control. I feel pain and sorrow and then anger and annoyance. I know how dangerous alcohol can be and this affirms it very strongly and very poetically.



Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

An intimate and touching story that is depicted...a short story in a manner of speaking written in poetic form...well done!

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Bethany Woody
Bethany Woody

Atlanta, GA



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This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet .. more..

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