Ice in eyes,
she craves the fire of your silence
now listen, let her talk for once
cause you never asked,
before you took
because you always knew
that no, and NO,
means no and never yes.
She’s never been your doll
to throw away — discarded broken.
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I love this sooooo much … probably because I have such a thing for those kinds of dolls.
Interesting
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“You never asked before you took”. They never do. Echoes of the Me, Too movement in this fine piece, Bjorn.
There is so much emotion in your opening lines, Bjorn! It’s brutal.. the way some never ask before they take us.. leaving one brittle to the point that they might be broken inside.
Some men…they only take. The Me Too movement whispers from your poem.
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she craves the fire of your silence
now listen, let her talk for once
cause you never asked,
Beautiful and fondly alive in the eyes of many. Yes, should have been asked!
Hank
Wow! The opening salvo really delivers the contrasting images so well. A poem which is very much on point.
A powerful continuation of this theme.
‘Not Your Doll’, yes, yes…very well pronounced through out.
Bravo!
Bravo! .. this dance is a complicated two step and both “partners” must now interact for any meaningful change – you are a powerful beginning
So true, Bjorn – we must make them listen!
I think your poem finely echoes #MeToo, If only we could rid the world of such monsters. Thanks for your timely voice.
Thank you for speaking through your poetry. Let’s hope more guys follow suite.
Holy hells, this is amazing. That “doll” has a will of her own and won’t put up with shit.
Whew, this is chilling! NO indeed means NO!
Not playing around here. Boys who will be boys should be men.
Bravo Bjorn for writing with such sparkling strength and concise clarity on such a timely topic…
No means no! Ugh…your words ring truth in today’s headlines.
That middle stanza holds the sort of wisdom that should be carved into every skull.
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I too, picked up on echos of the “Me Too” movement, which, of course, is very timely. That fire should be stoked and kept alive. “you always knew that no, and NO, means no and never yes” … an awesome line. Given the horrendous disclosures – and the width and depth with no-end-in-sight of this seismic crime, I would call this an indelible line … or, at any rate: it should be.
Wonderful…it’s talking loud!
Perhap you speak of those who don’t realize the damage they do? I like that you are willing to attact this timely issue.
What a timely poem this is…and so well-expressed, as always. Thanks.
This is so true and reflects what is happening here in the US now. A woman’s no means NO. Well done!
Quite chilling.
The fire of silence is a startling image, and I wish I’d written it!
“The fire of your silence” is an exquisite phrase that says everything. Beautiful, meaningful poem.
There are so many quality lines within your poem that makes this a fine piece.
I know this is a second comment from me, I just had to return to read again
So, I take it this is an Icy Blythe Clone? I have only Blythe, she is Mango, but she turned out to be a fake. I am not an expert on Blythe, but I went to Blythe Con when it was in San Francico.