CurlinessI am a girl with a curl
In the middle of my forehead When I am good I am very very good But when I am bad I am horrid: I have no grace I don’t cheer & grin I have a wonky face Don’t have big white teeth Or hair that fits in I hunch & create Chaos in this man-made place I aint your cheer-leader Side-kick, the “Mrs” Or your damned kid feeder I am darkness Sent to crush Your plastic dreams Like a leader I am. - but not quite; I’m a curly wurly doll With black eyes You’ve had the keys too long! Crippled us, we can’t fly Hand them over with a song And a dance Mr Man Sometimes people say “don’t Make a song and a dance about it!” But do! Oh please do! And wobble yourself Topple yourself Your buildings and foundations Till they crack smack WHACK And from them up up UP I rise So get ready for me Little wee me like a daisy (in the cracked pavement) I am. Or am I? You don’t see me Coming cos I have a curl (Sweet little girl) In the middle of my forehead And when I am good I am very very good But when I am bad I am WOMAN
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AuthorMy name is Maureen O' Connell but everyone calls me "Mo". I'm an Irish actress. I write and make films also. I am the author of all poetry and creative writing on this blog and the copyright of which is owned by me- unless otherwise stated. I've just graduated with a BA from the 3 year Acting Course at RADA, London. Have a gander round the website at your leisure! Cheers, Mo Archives
February 2021
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