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The Matchstick Girl

A head full of hair Walking on a weak foundation The chic new style fills the aisles And sweeps entire generations But we live in a time where all women pine For the look of a matchstick girl! Strange as I see them My smile froze on my lips I felt sorry for limbs looking like sticks For society they burnt themselves down Contemplating life, my mind raced I could never be a matchstick The box would never take me Nor did I ever want to fit! I stood up, no one noticed me I did not burn and no one cared Out I walked into the open I turned back to take a look The glass bore a fired reflection The price to burn inside their skin Deep down I knew all matches Fade away to almost nothing I knew this was never my calling To be that fire that burns up a stick!

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I Am Anaya

Date: 1/14/2023 12:21:00 PM

Dear Carol, I look into my favorites and there you were, I came here and wondered why didn't I leave a comment? Well, here it is "The Matchstick Girl" is sensitive on a subject not too many would speak up to but who are in denial and hide their true feelings, one for the archives. To the ones who feel they don't fit in and anyone with a heart! Much needed mentors, strong women like you to guide us through with your inspirational stories. Congratulations! ~I Am Anaya

Carol Mitra
Date: 1/15/2023 10:23:00 PM

Thank you dear Anaya.... A lot of women suffer with body shaming all their lives so decided to put it into my poem....So glad you liked it :)

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/19/2022 9:09:00 AM

what an awesome metaphor. Wow, big congrats on your trophy win, CArol.

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/20/2022 4:17:00 AM

Thank you dear Andrea.....much love :)

Christuraj Alex

Date: 5/19/2022 8:55:00 AM

"For society they burnt themselves down" - Pitiable? Congratulations!

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/20/2022 4:17:00 AM

Thanks dear Christuraj.....Yes it is pitiable :(

Paulette Calasibetta

Date: 5/17/2022 11:05:00 AM

Congratulations on your 1st place win in the contest....excellent write. :)Paulette

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/17/2022 7:31:00 PM

Thank you dear Paulette....much appreciated :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

Date: 5/17/2022 6:15:00 AM

Your strength and wisdom shine through your words, Carol. Thank you for sharing and big congrats! Blessings, Rhonda xx

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/17/2022 7:30:00 PM

Thank you dear Rhonda....I appreciate and am humbled by your kind words....much love :)

Reason A. Poteet

Date: 5/16/2022 6:51:00 PM

Great win, Carol. Congratulations on a fine piece of literature from your pen.

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/16/2022 10:50:00 PM

Thank you....I am indeed honoured that you liked it....much appreciated

Sam Kauffman

Date: 5/16/2022 2:52:00 PM

Carol, congratulations on your win! There are many depths to plumb in this poem. Wonderful metaphor and emotive imagery. Blessings!

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/16/2022 10:49:00 PM

Thank you dear Sam....yes you are absolutely correct this is deep and comes from what I felt and like me millions of women around the world....much love :)

Beata Agustin

Date: 5/16/2022 7:39:00 AM

Congrats! Thanks for sharing this, so wisdom-filled. God bless you.

Carol Mitra
Date: 5/16/2022 10:45:00 PM

Thank you dear Beata.....yes I have had body issues for as long as I can remember....so had to write to get it out there :)