Ostracized by Nuns

will to be diff’rent
fractals with cursive curlicues
cream-colored overalls

ostracized by nuns
and formal catechisms
with habitual fashion sense

now I’m in control
spinning like a pinwheel
with poetic enunciation

showed them, showed them all
i could take off my uniform
it’s monotone gray
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Beaufort Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 12:33 PM
Good for you. It's funny or maybe not that I view school as prison in some sense. Freedom is much better.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 3:24 PM
LOL…we have to eat our vegetables too!
Bayles Avatar
February 7, 2024 at 8:16 AM
I relate to this poem. The girls in my high wore uniforms. Shedding the uniforms is an act of breaking free.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 3:25 PM
I went to two different Catholic schools. The second uniform had some blue, a little nicer. The first was too gray…ho hum.
Rodgers Avatar
February 7, 2024 at 6:17 AM
Dear Kim, Your poem stopped me in my tracks. The imagery is so real. But it's the raw emotion that truly captured me. The feeling of being ostracized for being different, of yearning to break free is something I deeply connect with. At some point, we all have felt the pressure to conform, to suppress our unique selves. Your poem captures that struggle so powerfully, and the triumphant ending – "showed them, showed them all / I could take off my uniform" I Loved it! - Blessings, Daniel
Rodrigues Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 3:27 PM
I appreciate your comment! Blessings!
Hind Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 5:04 PM
I'm sorry about whoever tried to limit you- plus, it makes the world quite boring! Keep love on high- and shine! Hugs, just me <3
Hind Avatar
February 14, 2024 at 6:25 PM
Aww, thanks. You are wonderful, too! <3
Rodrigues Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 3:28 PM
Thank you, Paige! Just you…wonderful you :)
Buhagiar Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 11:23 AM
I read reports of nuns and unfortunately, priests, who create their personal catechism menu. Disgraceful.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 2:45 PM
Oh my! Blessings to you, my friend!
Rolland Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 12:54 AM
glad you escape to nuns, this is a wonderful poem, so creative and touching, God bless you poet
Rodrigues Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 5:04 AM
Thank you, Yann! :)
Baker Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 9:15 PM
Organized religion is not necessarily spiritually correct. Living a life of service to others with an intention of loving for the heart is honorable, regardless of the name of one's religion. Being who you feel the spirit within wants you to be is more important than following rules. Smiles ~ Blessings, Kim. Bill
Rodrigues Avatar
February 5, 2024 at 5:05 AM
Funny the things you remember…having your creativity curtailed.
Wolf Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 6:21 PM
I don't know. The older I get, the better nuns look. ~ Mr. Twenty/Twenty
Rodrigues Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 6:58 PM
LOL…well, I did have a sweet great-aunt that became a nun at 14 years old.
Jones Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 5:09 PM
I can’t imagine how hard that must have been. This poem gives insight and perspective thanks.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 5:46 PM
Hopefully we move forward in kindness!
Allison Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 2:52 PM
I understand the regime of the nuns could be quite brutal, you have risen far above it and banished the grey and bring sunshine into our lives with your wonderful words:-) hugs jan xx
Rodrigues Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 5:45 PM
Thank you so much, Jan! Hugs xx
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February 4, 2024 at 2:46 PM
Gotta love stanza 2 Kim it’s sheer genius, (habitual fashion sense) but I read further into this one as a whole, a lot of people mostly women have been ostracised and worse by nuns in the past, whilst being indoctrinated by catechisms, hopefully these unfortunate souls can find their own path now without coercion, cheers David
Rodrigues Avatar
February 4, 2024 at 5:44 PM
The schooling was good but… boy sent to principal - head banged against the doorway, don’t touch another nun’s robe…worse for mom who endured the ruler against the knuckles. Oh my!
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