Short Pushover Poems

I wonder where to wander,
alone I am a loner; 
once your mate-rover
but now just a harmless pushover
for my path is over
by turning a cold shoulder
to me, you alter into a voiceover
of my kismet, a veiled exposure....

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Struggle is a rythme we dance to
Never be a pushover they run through
Rather be a protector they run to

You've got to be strong to move mountains
Be strong enough to worth something
Live will leave no handouts
Better snatch yours and run out....

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Go ahead break my heart
Break it into pieces you see
Break it
I can take care of me
My heart is turning to stone
My heart will always be alone
Never letting someone in
It hurts too much 
To ever begin
So go ahead
I’m a tough girl
I can take anything from this world
Give me what you got
A pushover, I am not
Bring it on baby
Bring it on...

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I’m a push-over,
even the moon changes color
when I turn away from it.

Cats only take note of me
when I eat a banana.
A banana is as much a mystery to a cat
as are the pyramids to us.

Last week, if I had died at home
bits of me
would now be in their feed bowls
and litter box.

Cats understand
quick convenience eating.

If the bananas could talk
the cats would be exonerated....

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My refusal skills are pretty much non-existent.
I grew up in a small town where most people say yes.
Others use words like no, absolutely not, not my clowns.
I say okay almost immediately to any request coming my way.
For where I grew up anyone who said no was labelled a trouble maker.
An outcast, a do-badder,
I know it is crazy, but I really do
want my reputation for being a pushover fully intact....

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Santa Badger can handle it Mrs. Badger said.
She was in charge, and this is not in my head.
I have seen the two together, she gives him no leeway.
He cringes from her directions by the end of their day.

Santa Badger was a pushover and gave much away.
Bunnies, hedgehogs, and mice soon showed up to play.
Let’s go out and eat, one of the mothers suggested.
By end of the day Babysitter Badger’s nerves were sorely tested....

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She acted tough.
Called herself spider.
Built an enormous wall.
Around her feelings.

She scared newcomers.
They shied away like crazy.
Afraid of her bark.
Not knowing there was no bite.

She used a gruff voice.
Laughed at her whimsy.
Smiled at their fear.
Knowing they were in no danger.

In actuality, she was such a pushover,
This was her only way to say no
When she used to always say “yes”.
Pushovers often have to do this....

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Jed, the new husband wanted to control his wife
But failed terribly in attempting to domesticate her
and control her

She was not a willing participant or pushover
neither was Jed’s second or third wives
You cannot control women! His sisters told him.
He should have known that.
But he didn’t.

He is still looking for a compliant wife.
Potential wives four, five and six have all dumped him
None of them liked being almost-controlled either....

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