How Can I Tell?

Am I beautiful?

How can I tell?

I could look for the answer in the mirror to see what I need to cover up.

I could give myself a number either off a scale or tag.

I could look at the beautiful people that surround; compare and see what I should change.

I could starve myself so that I take up less space.

Then I will be beautiful.

Fuck that!

I am the beholder and I choose the measure.

I know I am beautiful.

I see it when I look in my husband’s eyes, I should make him my mirror.

I know when I count the beings comforted by my care and company, I should make this my number.

I can look to my kids and see that they don’t care I’m not like the women on TV, I should make them my source of entertainment.

I will not take up less space.

Instead I will try to fill all that surrounds with more love and kindness.

When I remember all of these things I AM beautiful to the only person that really needs to believe it’s true,


9 thoughts on “How Can I Tell?

      1. That sounds like more work than I want to commit to and I would rather just a show up and enjoy. Don’t think I am passionate enough about it to invest that much energy. I already have other community projects that I am on the committee for.


      2. I believe all that to be true 🙂 A rural Maine poetry slam could go either way, like karaoke night at a biker bar. Some things you can never un-see.

        Be well my friend and lots of luck in all your endeavors! xoxo

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