so you think you know me well
just because you know my name
or maybe you see the color of
hair and skin, shape of my eyes
so you think you know me true
just because you know where i live,
work and eat or maybe you see my
shoes, clothes and music i listen to
but i am more than just a face,
my lips are bolder than blood red,
often times my thoughts are dark,
bluer than my violet eyes; my dreams
brighter than biggest yellow star;
for i am more than just one colour,
one label, one adjective to fit
your bag of expectations; i am
full of contradictions, i admit
woman, you say
yep, that's me
Posted for D'Verse Poets Pub - Poetics - Play with color hosted by Victoria.
I chose a beautiful work of an artist, Nielly Francoise. (see link).
Shared with Poets United : Poetry Pantry
picture credit: http://www.behance.net/NIELL (here)
ha. that and all the more..failing to be contained in any mere adjective or color...i like...and really like that picture too as well...it marries nicely to your words...
ReplyDeleteLove the picture and the colourful words - we are definitely more than the stereotypes people label us with...
ReplyDeleteOur ability to change our colours keeps us sane!X
ReplyDeleteDefinitely more than just a face. Well-written.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, that is for sure, many a puzzle be solved. Great poem and fabulous painting.
ReplyDeleteyou tell 'em, heaven.
ReplyDeleteAlways more behind the mask, the colors just are there to get through a task, another colorful verse indeed.
ReplyDeleteEmpowering... I especially like the third stanza.
ReplyDeleteawesome - women - kind of like mood rings (lol- I can get away with saying that since I am one ;)
ReplyDeletewe are all contradictions and mixed of so many colors
ReplyDeleteyes - think we all have to be careful not to put people in certain bags and see beyond color of skin and music style..well penned heaven
ReplyDeleteI think you really rose to the occasion with this piece. It really tied in emotion with colors splendidly!
ReplyDeletelovely, in all it's splendor!
ReplyDeleteand I love the art!
I love the concept here. The idea that we are never just one colour, one catergory, one label, one name. We are a spectrum beneath the surface washes.
ReplyDeleteTruly beautiful.
What a strong and honest piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteNo point in explanation. The ending is appropriate, the beginning are all the thoughts, bold, as is. There's no way to pin one down to one thing, can't fit in the bag of someone else's expectations. (I like that expression you used there.) I have had people label me, because they think they know me but they don't know half the things about me. They don't have access to all the sides.
ReplyDelete(Thought I might commented before, but maybe it had vanished. Anyway I'm glad I revisited.)
Thanks for all your lovely comments. I appreciate them.
ReplyDeletewe change colors too. beautiful and quite firm Heaven, I enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteColouring up in more ways than one. Intriguing write.
ReplyDeleteOMG, what an incredible poem. The painting makes it doubly potent. Love it!
ReplyDeleteRock on all women chameleons of society ...loved this and think the painting is fab too thank you for sharing x x x
ReplyDeleteI like this a lot. Interestingly, I just read Ted's entry a few minutes ago, and this reads like a response. Cool.
ReplyDeleteExcellent poem indeed! I love the use of colors to help with the description and I love the honesty that comes from it. We are all contradictions but the idea that this woman embraces it is very refreshing.
ReplyDeleteexcellent! too good!
ReplyDeleteMore than a face. More than a soul.
ReplyDeleteHi,
ReplyDeleteOh, nice one. The Goddess defined! Never underestimate a woman... ;)
best
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I love this, especially the way you play with stereotype at the end, twisting it on its head. Always a pleasure to read you, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteAnd, aren't we women such fabulous creatures :)
ReplyDeleteLovely!
What an ending, Heaven!! Women are certainly full of contradictions, and that is what makes us "US"!
ReplyDeleteWonderful verse.
Wonderful! A dance with rich imagery and intimations...xxxj
ReplyDeleteFantastic and excellently written.
ReplyDeletecool, and interesting in this venue where we really know nothing about each other.
ReplyDeleteThis is awesome :)
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Heaven.
ReplyDeleteAh, you've tapped into the mysterious essence of woman! Beautifully teasing.
ReplyDeleteDenise
I am full of contradictions, I admit.
ReplyDeleteGreat line.
The 'whole' definitely more than the sum of its parts. A wonderful and well thought piece. Thank you, on behalf of this woman!
ReplyDeletethis post reminds me of something but i cant remember what.
ReplyDeleteA wonderful write. With those violet eyes I found myself wishing that Elizabeth Taylor was still alive, because she probably would have thought these words described her.
ReplyDeleteWho ever really knows anyone, even themselves?
ReplyDeleteanother great write - keep 'em coming
ReplyDeleteGreat colourful image of shades of a woman...
ReplyDeletewe can never judge a book by the colour of its jacket, so true, beautiful write
ReplyDeleteI love the wisdom you've painted in color with this poem. We are all so much more than what we appear to be...and always changing, growing. Thanks for linking this to the prompt.
ReplyDeleteColourful indeed!
ReplyDeleteI love this. It's like my own short biography.
ReplyDeleteVery good.
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Picture and poem fit perfectly! What are we but contradictions...absolutely true....
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