Monday, December 9, 2013

Bell Jar Skirt

Ms. Matron wears a stained glass bell jar skirt.
And, a starched, white, good Christian woman shirt.
If her Venus screams deep beneath that glass,
she gets twice as cruel till the screaming's passed.
Her beloved left her  -  that's what I heard.

Me and Rhonda, we wear old prison shirts.
Short of cash, we put a man in the dirt.
After a hot pursuit that didn't last
but half as long as wild women are worth;
Ms. Matron wears a bell jar skirt.

Of all the ways a girl can cloak her hurts,
I've done some bad, but never done the worst.
Through most every lens, I'm nothing but trash.
But, I ain't become my pain under glass
like Matron in her bell jar skirt.

Note: a bell jar is a piece of scientific equipment that can be used to create a vacuum. When a vacuum is created, sound cannot travel and is muffled.

The Sunday Whirl words for Open Link Monday at Real Toads.

20 comments:

cloaked-reality said...

Wow! I love this one for all kinds of reasons. The rhythms and reflection. It strongly reminds me of the new series on Netflix about a women's prison. The casual tone that hides much and reveals so much more...I think most of us own a bell jar of one sort of another.

Elizabeth

Marian said...

thinking about "ways a girl can cloak her hurts" in the context of Sylvia Plath.... very dark, so i'm pleased your narrator "ain't become her pain." hope it lasts.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Fantastic!!!!!! I love how "she's a bit more cruel until the screaming's stopped." Yup. Brilliant poem, kiddo, love the closing lines so much.

Peggy said...

Wow I like this with the bell jar symbolism. Excellent.

Kay L. Davies said...

To try to hide that much pain means only to experience it again, and then lash out. Not a good way to live, but you've certainly written it well.
K

Susie Clevenger said...

This so reminds me of "Orange Is The New Black" on Netflix. I think we all spend some time behind "bars" whether they are literal or figurative. Fantastic piece!!

Mary said...

Oh, this is good, MZ!

Outlawyer said...

Wonderful (horrible) metaphor and maybe real description too (of skirt.) k. Manicddaily

Fireblossom said...

I love what you did here; the idea, the rhymes, the story, and the payoff...all of it.

SaraV said...

MZ, that first stanza is brilliant and so is that ending! We have a smile gift exchange going on, though you usually make me laugh too, with your word play :-)

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

That bell jar skirt certainly conceals the sounds of some brutalized prisoners, does it not?

Whirling Ashes

razzamadazzle said...

This is great. We all have different ways of dealing with pain or avoiding it.

grapeling said...

brilliant ~

J Cosmo Newbery said...

A powerful write - the passion in it is white hot.

blueoran said...

Dee-lightful ... Cloak your hurts in a bell jar skirt, wear your hurts on a prison shirt. I once heard someone describe the difference between religion and spirituality; the one is for people afraid of going to hell and the other for those who have already been there. You've got the all-night driving song down, girl. - Brendan

The Sentinel said...

Your voice has a rebellious, avante garde, Apple-Pie-America-meets-edgy-city-streets feel to it. Love that!

Lorraine said...

I whistled even if I don't know the prompt I whistled, 'cause it wouldn't matter if I knew I'd react the same

Margaret said...

Totally. TOTALLY enamored with this poem.

Sam Edge said...

This so well crafted - message and form. I'm thinking its a riendeau of sorts. I love poems about underlying self knowledge, consequences and defiance.

dimscribblesdiary said...

Wow, this is powerful-good.