It takes two


One looked in anger, back-bones scaled

The other, staring curiously, questioning

her indignation and yells

Thoughts the same but not

The intricacies of one mind that

battles within itself

that answers right and wrong

The demon that sits upon one shoulder

versus the angel in the heart

crossroads ~ no escape

Shuffling as the crab

decisions never made

The outer us who bear no signs of

inner conflict, forever covered

with our masks



©jmtacken 10th November 2013


Prompt 29: Rorshach Test over at

What do you see hmmm?

Was it a friendship?

cut through the mortar
that sets brick upon brick
fragments crumble and fall
the inside confused
self doubting me
wondering who I am
how do others see me
their word against
my resilience
my foundations
today these words were
There are 1001 things I would like to say but you would never listen to what
I have to say. It always seems to be some else’s fault… Never yours… It’s always
what other people have done … So giving you any sort of critisim is pointless…
I reel and withdraw
is she right
am I wrong
cutting as the mortar blade
her words
penetrate my heart
bring anger
to the surface
from inside my walls of skin
should I scream
“feck you!”
she who cast the
first stone
no friend says this
or do they
of what was
left wondering
is my concrete
strong enough to stand

Combined anger & sadness brought this on today.

Not 2 peas in a pod

Pre Teen
Comic tenacious smiling reclusive angry
dancing queen mimic
words to every song known
lonely hated school

Rebellious angry heart of gold
illusory cunning madam
quick tempered and easily hurt
lover of reading

Procrastinator unconcerned attaches softhearted
untidy room indecisive
lost her way wanting friends
learning trying fighter 

Pre Teen
Friends hard to make sad
strong willed temper
perfection a must consuming
a developing artist

Insecurity self doubt fitting in
dancer messy room
superior grades university studied committed
frenzied worrier afraid

Confidence on the outside shines
inside uncertainty lingers
many friends achiever hard worker
sentimental passionate strong

The above was a challenge set to me by Amber from This was the most difficult post that I have ever written. It feels scattered but the challenge was 3 stanzas, 4 lines each, 1st line 5 words, 2nd line 3 and so forth, for 3 stages. Thank you Amber – this indeed was a hard challenge. Sorry if this doesn’t make sense to those that read..

I am describing my 2 daughters or trying to….and yes they both still have messy rooms.