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The Melancholy Spitfire

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    Category: Body Image

    Bends

    Mirrors with voices society built, in the past now. She sees through her curves and bends the battle of wounds that still haven’t fully healed knowing they… Read more “Bends”

    April 29, 2018February 2, 2019 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Mindful

    Coasting isn’t the way, I know its path too well, when feeling overwhelmed by grief, whatever kind I choose, whatever kind bestowed on me, with blinders on… Read more “Mindful”

    November 11, 2017November 22, 2017 by TheMelancholySpitfire

     Heart Shelter

    In what kind of world would a woman, girl, pick a man who she had to chase? From the beginning it was true, disconsolate at being apart,… Read more ” Heart Shelter”

    May 21, 2017November 17, 2018 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Final Straw? 

    losing pounds, unwanted baggage shipping off to neverland peeling off these final layers ready to take my final stand started broad now moving in these final walls… Read more “Final Straw? “

    March 9, 2016 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Comedienne

    I feel like crying ’til a drought is claimed every pound I’m losing feels like naked truth every fear I’m feeling seeping through my skin manifesting clearly… Read more “Comedienne”

    March 6, 2016 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    My Body: The Final Frontier 

    The time finally came the light switched on my mind set a path my feet stepped on I walked in the door of a brutal gym dictated… Read more “My Body: The Final Frontier “

    February 5, 2016 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Normals

    Originally written 1/29/2016. I still have my “armor”, but it’s okay. It’s slowly coming off, in the way it should.

    January 29, 2016September 5, 2018 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Dear Me

    Wrenches, cogs, oil spills triggers, hurdles, mine fields barriers, keep spinning that wheel keep feeling those feelings, shouldering those burdens, having those meetings, interventions, voicing of opinions,… Read more “Dear Me”

    November 28, 2015 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Identity

    Finding an identity buried under ice caps out and proud conflicted voices ever lifted pounds melt away linens start to drown mirrors double take faces can’t mistake… Read more “Identity”

    November 12, 2015 by TheMelancholySpitfire

    Day 23 – Spectacle 

    Last night I felt sexy Uninhibited Willing to let my body show Without apologies Rejecting toxic thoughts of what others Could be thinking Who cares They could… Read more “Day 23 – Spectacle “

    October 20, 2015 by TheMelancholySpitfire

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