i want to apologize to all the women
i have called pretty.
before i’ve called them intelligent or brave.
i am sorry i made it sound as though
something as simple as what you’re born with
is the most you have to be proud of
when your spirit has crushed mountains
from now on i will say things like, you are resilient
or, you are extraordinary.
not because i don’t think you’re pretty.
but because you are so much more than that
— Rupi Kaur —
Originally, I had wanted to post this for International Women’s Day, which is celebrated on March 8 every year, but it’s been a rough couple of weeks for me in my Real Life. Anyway, better late than never is what I like to say!
When I think of modern poets whose poetry embodies feminism and girl-power, the first name that comes to mind is Rupi Kaur. I’ll be honest, I don’t love all her poetry; as a matter of fact, most of her writing feels incomplete to me, like they’re excerpts from journal entries or novels. However, I do not deny the power of her voice or the raw emotion she does evoke in her writing. Nobody writes quite like Rupi Kaur, and this poem is probably my favorite of hers.
To all my fellow women out there, remember that you are so much more than just pretty.
His words wielded spiny thorns
Out of spite and hatred they were born.
They failed against these words of mine
For love trumps hate every time.
© Jade M. Wong Continue reading “[Poetry] Thorns & Love”
Here’s to Cupid aiming his arrows accurately
To lost love being found.
Here’s to being nice (and a little naughty!)
For Santa all year ‘round.
Here’s to friendships, stretched thin from wear
Built up like a house of cards.
Here’s to friendships, triple knotted with care,
Built to last when things get hard.
Continue reading “[Poetry] A Toast”
…And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
Stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so?”
“It came without ribbons! It came without tags!”
“It came without packages, boxes or bags!”
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn’t before!
“Maybe Christmas,” he thought, “doesn’t come from a store.”
“Maybe Christmas…perhaps…means a little bit more!”…
— Dr. Seuss, Excerpt —
Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] How The Grinch Stole Christmas”
Hmm, it seems I’ll have to make this weekly catch up a regular thing—less posts to bombard you guys with!
To refresh our memories: Continue reading “30 Day Song Challenge: 2nd Week Catch Up!”
And the lavender scented stationery,
On which you have composed beautiful words,
Dancing to a song so familiar and sweet,
Yet I am sure of it I have never heard.
Tied daintily like a precious treat,
The blue silk ribbon in a little bow,
Do you plan for you and I to ever meet?
Miss Mystery-and-Intrigue that I do not know?
Perhaps, perhaps, oh how you tease me!
As I run my fingers over your stationery,
Tracing the letters you’ve weaved just so,
One day, this secrecy, I will unfold.
© Jade M. Wong Continue reading “[Poetry] Ode To The Girl With The Flowery Handwriting”
The love is for all those whose hearts
Are tough from being torn apart
By heartbreak’s touch, by betrayal’s agony,
And are too scared to once again start. Continue reading “[Poetry] Ingredients To My Poetry”
Goblins and ghouls and witches galore!
Asking for treats with smiles at the door.
Fairies with wings and superheroes with capes,
That Superman looks like he stole his mother’s drapes!
Snacking on chocolates and my favorite sour candies,
Running past the spooky houses – watch out for the zombies!
Laughing and whispering, shh, a ghost can’t be seen,
Prepare your pumpkins, it’s Happy Halloween!
© Jade M. Wong Continue reading “[Poetry] Goblins and Ghouls and Witches Galore!”
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Continue reading “[Writer’s Quote Wednesday] The Raven”