Chameleon

Chameleon

A Poem by Evita
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I caught myself becoming totally different people depending on who I was with right down to my syntax and accent...and it inspired this work in progress.

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I color myself in your hue
whenever I am with you
i adopt your idiosyncrasies
I play the way you please

i am a chameleon of personality
I change with able, agile, ease
accents, ticks, pauses, stutters
lisps, impediments and mutters

I mirror your gestures
I copy your moves
I am a changeling
I change to fit who I choose

Whether you're an old miser
lamenting the simplicity of "back when"
a time of chivalry ending as feminism began
when two cents were really worth more than 
your old, over used opinion

I color myself in your hue
whenever I am with you
I am a changeling
I change to fit who I choose


I am a blank canvas
you can always paint anew
I take each stroke you give
so, imbue me with your hue

layer upon layer
stamp me in your ink
soil me by your hate
stain me with your anger
bleach me by forgiving

I'll cloak myself in your innocence
childlike, we will  skip, dance, frolic
basking in the sun of youth
troubles but mites 
small itches and they're forgotten
as the bright shine of trinkets call
building boxes into castles
and we'll be long gone before they fall

I color myself in your hue
whenever I am with you
I am a changeling
I change to fit who I choose

Immaturity is so easy to wear
Being petty, irascible, narcissistic 
egocentric, pompous, hedonistic
the quiescent self interest 
awakens as much a glutton as ever
and I can relish in its volatile power

I color myself in your hue 
whenever I am with you



© 2014 Evita


Author's Note

Evita
I would appreciate any type of criticism to recharge me to write more.

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I would have to agree with Prophecy, who prior mentioned that there is a post-modernist tone to this piece. I feel within your words, there is always a hint of the deconstruction of social and personal relationships which can totally be contrived to a situation. The most poignant and repeated lines of the piece which totally stuck with me, "I change to fit who I choose" really support that idea, i.e. that we are all social constructions created at some point and time etc. I don't mean to ramble on (since post-modernism is a very sticky topic), but I feel as though you created such a complex idea in such an earnest way. Great poem; it really makes you think.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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This was fantastic. I absolutely adore your word choice and passion. I would love to help you and be critical but I wouldn't change this in any way.

Posted 9 Years Ago


I would have to agree with Prophecy, who prior mentioned that there is a post-modernist tone to this piece. I feel within your words, there is always a hint of the deconstruction of social and personal relationships which can totally be contrived to a situation. The most poignant and repeated lines of the piece which totally stuck with me, "I change to fit who I choose" really support that idea, i.e. that we are all social constructions created at some point and time etc. I don't mean to ramble on (since post-modernism is a very sticky topic), but I feel as though you created such a complex idea in such an earnest way. Great poem; it really makes you think.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


@ Evita, I think this makes you a post-modernist then, in some respects. I like your feminist theory and the sophistication of your reasoning. Let me know please when you write something new.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Prophecy: Lol, I am glad you connected with my piece! I would make you feel totally comfortable by adopting your awkwardness... Overall the idea I was getting at was that everyone changes faces with different people and situations... I put it as a hyperbole though!

Posted 9 Years Ago


I feel like you wrote this about me! I stutter and I'm pretty awkwardly neurotic.

The poem is original. I find it very feminine and vaguely inviting to be honest.

Posted 9 Years Ago



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