Who Am I?

Who Am I?

A Poem by barleygirl
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my canuck = Ted Kniffen

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So sayeth an old cantankerous canuck
don’t be acting like a pre-defined schmuck
so what if others define you a lame duck
when deep inside you’re just a young buck.

Now my dilemma has me perplexed
so I consult my trusty spiritual text
trying to be open to whatever comes next
not fixated on being woefully undersexed.

Further spiritual study is imploring me
to awaken each morn with open eyes to see
initial quiet moments define my wannabe
so wake up and notice every idiosyncrasy.

Dawn shows an authentic self I want to know
not letting a rooster define dawn with his crow
whether I am granite rock or a sweet tomato
my canine gurus reveal their daybreak show.

Eyes closed I dream my first sip of caffeine
the doggies start dancing their usual routine
pouncing paws beat my belly like a tambourine
my rightful identity must be a trampoline.

Now that my true character is known
let’s head outside to the squatting zone
night frogs still humping, high on hormones
an urgent signal beckons to my crazy bones.

It’s impossible to keep track of my identity
some mornings I’m ensconced in tranquility
but it can take a mere peek at this obscenity
and finally I know I’m defined by my ecstasy.

© 2019 barleygirl


Author's Note

barleygirl
Photo: These frogs have been "at it" since the pre-dawn hours!

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Oh no, now what can I do?
I've become a cranky Guru,
to a girl in the mountains
walking that line
between wild in the hills
and sweetly refined.

This poem is definitely you, Bgirl. You are who you are, as you should be. Become comfortable in your own skin and let the frogs produce polliwogs. ;>p

P.S. you may have given me a new pen name - The Cantankerous Canuck - which is quite accurate.

Posted 3 Months Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

"CC" rider . . . good handle for fun! Thank you for your encouragement toward my spiritual growth in.. read more
Ted Kniffen

3 Months Ago

Perhaps 'CC Writer' :>(o)
barleygirl

3 Months Ago

perfect!!!!!! *smile*



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We all would like to reclaim our youth and much as in that youth, sometimes in later years we feel all at sea as our working life ends, children fly the nest and we are left wondering just who we are. What did we Brits say about the 'Yanks' during their time in the UK? Oversexed and over here! Anyway them frogs would keep me awake for sure just like cicadas. Just keep taking the ecstasy Margie!

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for a great & entertaining share! There's nothing like a little frog sex to fire up my phi.. read more
"woefully undersexed?" OMG....laughing so hard here. Can't compare yourself to those humping frogs, Margie! LOL You are far more than a doggie tambourine, my friend! The self-effacing humor in this one is delightful. I enjoyed it. Great rhyming. Lydi**

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for enjoying my silly attempts at humor! Hope you're enjoying a fresh springtime there, as.. read more
Lydia

3 Months Ago

Hot and steamy in South Florida...and the rain showers we get nearly every day don't seem to cool th.. read more
Haha, great poem, the noise of nocturnal nature and bird song can be a beautiful thing, in the morning unless of course you haven't had much sleep, then they can be a cursed thing, "whether I am granite rock...,"
sounds fairly abstract to me,lol

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

When I write with an abstraction, you can be sure that's something I had to put some thought into . .. read more
I lovveeee it! Emphasis on the repetition of all letters. I find that one of the toughest things in life is accepting oneself and owning every and all flaw. However, the entirety of trying to explain who you are to someone else is completely absurd. What one's says doesn't prove anything. How one acts, on the other hand, shows it all. Thank you for this lovely poem!
Much love!

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

In the reading I've done recently, it's a hindrance to think you really know your identity . . . bet.. read more
PandaPeaceful

3 Months Ago

I wish I could live more in the moment. Much love!
What the f.... Oh my God Margie this is freaking awesome. Your vocabulary, the rhyme and rhythm is very complex and interesting. I love seeing art like this.
Love Zipho.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

I really needed a review like this & I thank you from the bottom of my toes! You really know how to .. read more
The poem speaks of the real you! You are who you are! Loved the poem. I will keep checking out for your poems from now! Keep writing.:)

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for stopping by & leaving this encouraging review! I'll go check you out, too! (((HUGS))) .. read more
froggie romance. Who knew? Ted is certainly a fine and inspiring fellow canuck and writer ...

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

At least some creatures are still having all-nighters around here! *wink! wink!* Ted's wry & origina.. read more
I can relate to being defined by ecstasy, nothing steals my joy for long so I'm glad to meet a like soul. And this poem wowww scintillating, I want to read from u every time I come here, your poems are rich in muse, imagery and fun. Kudos.

Pls Pleez do comment/review my newest poem too.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for your kind & encouraging words! I try to live most of my life from my center of ecstasy.. read more
Hi Margie, I’m back home in NY now. Rain!! Cold!! Oh well... Your poem and photo are a real call of the wild with no holds barred (bad pun?). It’s a reach back to nature and a remarkable journey into self. With verses of perfection in form, cadence and rhyme, you beautifully ‘meander’ us into your quiet moments and meditative mornings. You are not to be defined by anyone or anything- you are a true original! “It’s impossible to keep track of my identity”- well, you don’t need to ever pin it down. You are an element like earth, sea, wind and sky. When the impulse grabs you-you GO!, leaving the judgy faint-at-hearts in your wake. And if it takes a couple of frisky frogs to get the mojo working- then so be it. Thanks for sharing both your primal wildness and your transcendental goddess self! Loved this!

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

You are reading me entirely spot-on! I've been reading spiritual texts that say defining oneself in .. read more
The zest for life runs like life blood through an artery in this truly excellently reflective poem.

No dilemma here; just an understanding that downsides apart, life has so much to offer.

Beccy.

Posted 3 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

barleygirl

3 Months Ago

Thank you for appreciating the strange curves my mind takes as I go romping thru the mornings of my .. read more

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