MOLD -(rhymes with)-> hold, scold, household, stroll, old
MOLD -(synonyms)-> build, shape, form
MOLD -(antonym)-> DISMANTLE -(antonym)-> combine
DISMANTLE -(synonym)->RECONSTRUCT -(rhymes with)->pluck
I can’t tell you the number of times
I’ve heard a woman say she wants a man to mold
And I can’t help but scoff and say I want a man to hold
I’m not looking to raise a child
Someone’s whose mistakes I’d have to scold
I don’t need that
I want someone to build a household with
And stroll to our destination of forever
As we grow old together
Not a child that I have to tether myself to
I don’t look at men as projects
Objects to shape into form
Dismantle and reconstruct
Poke, prod, and pluck away
Undesirable traits
I’m looking for someone to combine my spirit with
Form a union heaven sent
To revel in
Me and my self made man
When you find one could you see if he has a brother ;o)? LOL
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As a man, I appreciate the sentiment :-). Now, I don't mind a _little_ bit of molding, it's just the dismantling and reconstruction that hurts LOL
ReplyDeleteThanks for describing your process with this poem. I always find that fascinating when poets describe something about how their poems came to be.
I like they way you used the words and ideas!
ReplyDelete"combine my spirit with" YESSSSSS!
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