She is Ms Nasty,
I am Ms Nice.
I am all virtue,
she is all vice.
She’s in black leather,
I’m frills and lace,
yet some people tell us
we ought to embrace.
Do opposites attract?
No, not in this case.
And yet it’s so strange —
we wear the same face.
Although we feel
so separate,
we’re told it’s best
to integrate.
Will I allow
myself to swear?
Can she discard
that surly air?
We’ll have to do it
bit by bit.
In tentative swaps,
we find the clothes fit!
April PAD Challenge #9: Shady / Shadowy.
Also submitted for Poets United Poetry Pantry #96
Fantastic Rosemary!
ReplyDeleteGlad you like it, my friend!
ReplyDeleteDo we all work hard to bring our internal opposites in alignment? Perhaps it is part of the human journey.
ReplyDeleteAmen! You said it so well, Kim! It's always a challenge. Like they always say, (wo)man's greatest battle is against him/herself.
DeleteYes, KIm, I think it's supposed to be. :)
ReplyDeleteI love the juxtaposition of both sides of the same coin... or human as is the case.
ReplyDeleteI think as long as the parties are trying to get along, and keep communication in the forefront -- there is plenty of room for differences!
ReplyDeleteJennie, I think the trouble is that often our shadow selves are relegated to the subconscious, so that becoming aware of the Other aspect of oneself is the first step. This poem is actually a simplistic, overstated account of the psychology involved, for the sake of emphasising the contrast.
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