Goodbye and Hello Twig

WIN_20140316_115246Today I’d like to share a poem I wrote for the Body Beautiful Project.

This poem did not fit on a postcard, sadly. In fact, it was so intricate that WordPress wouldn’t display the formatting correctly, so instead I invite you to click below to read it.

Goodbye and Hello Twig

This is probably my shortest post ever.

Prose for Thought

12 responses

    • Thank you! We all start off and end up looking so very different – it’s wonderful really that all our poems would look unique.

  1. That is so cleverly done!
    I was also rumbled at seven weeks with my daughter – in fact a couple of people were talking about me before I even knew I was pregnant myself!
    It’s nice to read that some people don’t want to be thin because being thin is seen as desirable by so many. I get particularly cross when people think it’s OK to slag off thin people because why is that any different or better than having a go at fat people? (Which of course would be a complete no-no).

    • Totally agree. THere is always something to moan about – as I will demonstrate at length in my loud & proud post which will appear at 7am!

      Don’t get me wrong, I do like being thin, but there are downsides, like a lack of womanly curves.

  2. I can’t tell you how much I love this! It’s such a clever poem. I was excited to read each new page! And I totally identify with the topic – I’ve never been more confident or felt more beautiful than when I was pregnant x

  3. This is great – I love the layout! Wouldn’t fit on a post card but can imagine it down a t-shirt starting at your shoulder… #prose4t

  4. Its brilliant, J! Love it. Its even better than you described it over b’fast at BML. Love the way it returns to the beginning. I used to be a twig before the kids and wanted bigger boobs. I never returned to that shape, and still have (slightly) bigger boobs but also a bigger tummy – but I can’t blame it on them! Its more my lack of self discipline at all those cakes and biscuits that materialise at coffee mornings and snacking when i’m tired….Anyway its a brilliant poem!

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