Mammogram

7/22/2014

Mammogram

by Barb Berens

07.22.2014

I sit here feeling like I’m 12.

The carpet has little blue flowers

The chairs are flowered,

the one I am sitting on lacks flowers.

I wonder if they ran out of flowers,

or if they wanted some to be plain.

I’m feeling pretty plain right now

I hate waiting rooms

I hate all that forced

the 12 year old girl out of me.

Unkind words, down right meanness,

accidental insults,

glares that spoke volumes

Faces and places

that form my reflection in the mirror.

Needing to cry, but far too busy

I leave part of me

in the mammogram machine

Pieces of me on the floor

that no one bothers to step over.

A slight breeze

and I am blown away.

Crisis walked out the door

My trembling core unable to manuever.

How I need You now

my Redeemer and Friend.

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who is learning who she is day by day
with the help of her Heavenly Father.

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It seems to fall into the category of Aleatoric Art. I just scribble & it looks
like something
to me, so
I turn it into
whatever I see.

Aleatoricart posted this description in September 2011 (this is an elevated view in my opinion):

"Aleatoric Art is the ultimate collaboration between
man and the elements. Happenstance, randomness
and a twist
of fate’s unwilling wrist go in halfseys
with some of the most outstanding visionaries
the planet can boast in a peaceful
yet often violent serendipity of
creative cacophony
to produce works of art that go far beyond those
of mere mortals alone."

Mammogram

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