Exceptional A little self-introspection I'm Not the Woman (EEE's version) by Rdfrdmom2 EEE is for Evil Editing Eddie -- AAARRRGGGGHHHH!!!!!!!

I’m not the woman you thought I’d be whimsical, funny, and trouble-free although most demons from the past now exposed find themselves powerless to hold me   ♦♦♦Prisoner in their cells of horrific memories♦♦♦   I’m not the woman you thought I’d be when I retired at fifty-three even though I don’t punch a clock new deadlines missing as many as I meet   ♦♦♦Time runs away♦♦♦   I’m not the woman you thought I’d be cleaner house no priority there’s a clear disdain for certain words I didn’t retire for this    cook + dust + iron + wash = work   I’m not the woman you thought I’d be as your family grows to three although I’ve loved you faithfully my daughter you worry about boundaries   COUNSELING DEACON HEART RESPONSE WRITING               I’m not the woman you thought I’d be back when you were abusing me even though I knew your identity friend’s father you said I’d just be white trash   Writer   Helper Intuitive                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 Trainer Expressive                                                                               Teacher                                                 Redeemed Assistant Superintendent Specialist Honest I’m not the woman you thought I’d be it’s really okay, don’t you see even though I may never become that woman you thought you knew so well   Friend Mother Sister Victim Wife                         I’m not the woman you thought I’d be she’s someone you may seldom see even though you might just catch a passing glimpse when I’m at my very best   ♦♦♦So while♦♦♦                                                                                                     I’m not the woman you thought I’d be that no longer really worries me even though my days are shorter than before I’m going where the Lord leads me.                   jbh          12-26-08     Recognized Author Notes I had to pull the original copy of this after not being able to get a readable copy posted. E x 3 even put my final comments in the midst of the poem instead of where they normally go. I've been gone almost a month. You'd think the bloke would give me a break. On paper, this actually came out looking kind of neat with the prisoner line after the first line looking like a cell; Time runs away looking somewhat like a clock; intermingled words after verses 3 and 5; white trash was two-columned; so while was aligned vertically; and every verse was indented slightly for lines 2, 3 and 5 with all 4th lines with an extra indention. So much for creative juices the day after Christmas. The poem spawned from a deep conversation with a friend about my volunteer work. I thought she had a better appreciation of why I did what I did. It led to further introspection on my part and this is what appeared on paper. I wasn't going to post it but WIVA Red Bird had a different take on the piece and felt I should. Every now and then I have to let her win one just so she will keep talking to me. You know how it is. Keep smiling! Thanks for reading. I'm so excited to have my computer back home where it belongs. A special thanks to Carolisa whose newest art posting challenging us to really look at what we see for matching so well with my feelings.

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