Jeanne Mcgee Poet Free verse

Miss Defiance

I can watch the neighbors from my front porch 
My favorite is a child of barely three
With curls gracing her head in a shining glow of red 
Today I see her bang through her door, hands on her hips

Defiance in her face that you simply can’t ignore
Her mama comes to beg her to return
In her waywardness she pouts with lips hard pressed
And stands stubbornly upon her rocky ground 

At mama’s reasoning voice to her intransigence
She sniffs quite loudly in childish disdain
Mama smiles, making cookies appear as if by magic 
And a squinting of her eyes reveals her interest

Then a slow shuffling walk up the path to the house
Mama's hug melts the last of her resistance


Written:  7-17-2019  
Intransigence Poetry Contest     3rd place
Sponsor:  John Hamilton

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Cal Bambi The Word Artist July 31, 2019 at 10:22 AM Well written Jeanne, I love tales about parents who know how to be parents.. My poem Unrequited Love was written about a young couple of friends. Not that it matters but they were both very beautiful. The girl would tell me that the boy really loved her when they were alone but never in front of his friends. Her emotions had great difficulty keeping up. So Sad. Jeanne Mcgee July 31, 2019 at 1:34 PM That is sad...they must have been young. Thanks for stopping by. I hope their relationship got better.

John Lawless July 26, 2019 at 7:42 AM ...never underestimate the power of a good cookie......nicely written Jeanne

Freddie Robinson Jr. July 23, 2019 at 11:43 AM A splendid storytelling poem, Jeanne! I was mesmerized by your wonderful descriptive word tapestry. This poem oozes w/sass and charm. May love light your path in life always. Romantic Warrior Jeanne Mcgee July 23, 2019 at 3:30 PM Ahh, Freddie, thank you so much.

John Hamilton July 22, 2019 at 5:22 PM You're a great storyteller Jeanne, thanks for the entry and congrats! Jeanne Mcgee July 23, 2019 at 3:31 PM Gracias John...it was a fun one to write. I'm glad you enjoyed it muchas!

Gershon Wolf July 22, 2019 at 12:52 PM Such an endearing write, Jeanne! Mama sure knows how to melt the toughest cases of intransigence. Heartwarming. ~ gw Jeanne Mcgee July 23, 2019 at 3:32 PM Yes, indeed she did!

Caren Krutsinger July 20, 2019 at 1:51 AM This is darling! I felt like I was a window peeker watching the whole scene unfurl. Good luck in the contest! It came to life.

Constance La France July 18, 2019 at 6:50 PM Jeanne, great poem, I really enjoyed it... I sent you a soup mail ~ Jeanne Mcgee July 18, 2019 at 7:57 PM Hello DH...thanks so much...and I got it corrected.

DM Babbit July 18, 2019 at 1:29 PM We were all that child at least once in our young lives. Beautiful expressions. DMB Jeanne Mcgee July 18, 2019 at 7:56 PM Hummm...some of still so I think...lol