She was a really LOUD girl!
She liked to wrestle
and bump, climb trees,
and scrape her knees.
She shouted and cheered
life on from the top of
her lungs. She whooped
and hollered; HEAR MY FUN!
Playing football with
the boys, she could
even make a tackle,
rankle the other team.
She didn’t mind dirt
or mud to be smudged
and grunge to cover
her from head to toe.
She played the drums,
thumping LOUDLY!
They were an extension
of her personality.
Crashing those cymbals,
tapping those snares,
SOUND was the way
she showed her wares!
But she was endearing
too, because her love
shown through…her
heart especially true.
And sympathy showed
and empathy too for
those in pain or
somehow hurting.
Her aura large, it
enveloped a room
shining brightly, light-
emitting a halo.
Her affection was
genuine, her kindness
a gift but it never stopped
her from enjoying a SHRIEK!
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sharmishtha basu
/ December 10, 2015sounds like a cool girl!
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I think she is!
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Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
/ December 10, 2015Wonderful… why are we modelling stereotypes on people… I’m also glad that she was allowed to be loud and boisterous… and I hope that also boys are allowed to be silent and modest.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015That’s right, Bjorn, we shouldn’t do that to either gender.
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Sabio Lantz
/ December 10, 2015My kind of gal ! Very fun.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I like those kind of gals too, Sabio.
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booguloo
/ December 10, 2015I would have been attracted to her….Always attracted a woman who is happy in her own skin
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Those are the best kind of people to attract, Michael.
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Glenn Buttkus
/ December 10, 2015Tom boys named Bobbie have always been my favorite playmates, for when the curtains are drawn & the audience in absentia, her shrieks of passion fill the room as well. Oddly, you have described me as the LOUD BOY too; smile.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I have no doubt that that is true, Glenn. Fun girls all the way around! I had a very LOUD brother! :~)
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Bryan Ens
/ December 10, 2015Not such a bad thing to live life loud, when love is the loudest part of all!
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I so agree, Bryan, yes!
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Victoria C. Slotto
/ December 10, 2015I love to discover the apparent contradictions in a personality. I grew up in a rural area and my closest neighbor was a boy. We played cowboys and Indians fed mud pies to my dolls. So I suppose I used to be sort of a tomboy, and still have a couple of scars to prove it. Fun character sketch.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I grew up playing cowboys and Indians too, Victoria, but we had a neighborhood filled with children so always had lots of roles to play. Thanks! :~)
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Sanaa Rizvi
/ December 10, 2015She sounds like one hell of a woman 😀 love how you brought her character to life through your poem 🙂 Beautifully penned.
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Thanks, Sanaa. I love those full-of-life vibrant people.
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Grace
/ December 10, 2015Sounds like a great girl, with much kindness and sympathy ~ Looks like she is loving and living life to the fullness ~ Good one Gayle ~
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Thank you, Grace. I think she has a good balance going for her.
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Pleasant Street
/ December 10, 2015I suspect the loud girl might be you~
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Ha, no she is not me. I was the opposite of a very, loud girl growing up. Although I could get loud when a brother or sister annoyed me but mostly I was a quietly shy and demure girl. :~)
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Fae
/ December 10, 2015Ha. I think you’re writing about me. 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 18, 2015Well, maybe so, Fae. 🙂
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Sherry Blue Sky
/ December 10, 2015She sounds so vibrant, she would need to be loud, to expend some of that energy. You bring her to life on the screen for us so vividly.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Very vibrant, Sherry…yes, perhaps she would need to be loud. And thanks!
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The Literary Doc
/ December 10, 2015I do really like this. But is there an undertone of melancholy here? For some reason, this was rattling around my mind as I was reading it.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Hmm…I don’t know about that, Mr. Doc. Perhaps it was my little-girl-self coming through that wished I had been more like she was when I was growing up.
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Mary
/ December 10, 2015She sounds like a person after my own heart, Gayle! I would have liked to have met her.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015I think most people would like her. Thanks for coming by, Mary.
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thotpurge
/ December 10, 2015Fun girl!! I like her.
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Bodhirose
/ December 10, 2015Thanks, Thot, I do too!
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ghostmmnc
/ December 10, 2015Such a fun poem! She’d definitely be my friend 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015Thanks, Ghostmmnc! I think she’s a people person and would like you too. 😉
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insidetheclock
/ December 11, 2015Wonderful! Sounds a bit like me as a kid. Gosh I miss those times. Thank you for the positive flashback!
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Bodhirose
/ December 11, 2015Thank you, and good for you for being a really LOUD girl! They are fun to have as friends. And you’re welcome! 🙂
Gayle ~
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kaykuala h
/ December 11, 2015She is quite a girl. This is the one who gets the best of both worlds. She gets her hand dirty on the playing field when other girls watch from the sidelines. She mixes indoors in clean surroundings with the girls. Wonderful lines Gayle!
Hank
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015Yes, I agree, Hank, she’s quite a girl. 😉
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Polly
/ December 11, 2015Ooooh…and how enjoyable a SHRIEK can be! Wonderful energy here, Gayle.
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015That’s for sure, Polly, thanks for coming by.
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hypercryptical
/ December 11, 2015Love that she is happy with herself. Excellent fun!
Anna :o]
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015I love that too, Anna. :~)
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MarinaSofia
/ December 12, 2015Oh, I had to laugh at that – my mother has forever been telling me I am too LOUD, that I should moderate my voice or my laughter… even though I then worked as a teacher and lecturer, where my loud voice has stood me in good stead, carrying to the furthest corners of the classroom!
I like the jauntiness and humour in this poem, which nevertheless conveys a serious message about not conforming to stereotypes and notions of ‘seemliness’.
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015Oh, that is funny, MarinaSofia. I’ve known many teachers and some of them had quite loud voices and like you said, for good reason! I like that she’s a free-spirited girl too. 🙂
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Steve King
/ December 12, 2015It feels to me that you’re describing a well developed, complete person throughout this verse. Boisterous, loud, full of life…what’s not to like about these. Nicely done.
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Bodhirose
/ December 12, 2015Thanks, Steve, I think she is too.
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katiemiafrederick
/ December 14, 2015Well.. i can certainly
relate to Loud
and my wife
has difficulty
escaping Loud
as Loud as i am
when speaking
normally
as any Lion
would.. i keep
taling her my
mouth and head
and weight empirically
is twice as big.. and sure
she talks
half
as loud
as me..
it’s not always easy
being big and
loud
or small
and quiet..
but i do like it
loud and
soft
as
well.. as
sMiLes..:)
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Bodhirose
/ December 18, 2015I’ve known some very loud small people and very quiet large people. I guess loud and quiet come in all sizes don’t they. You just never know. 🙂
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katiemiafrederick
/ December 18, 2015Oh yes.. Me too.. Smiles and Happy Holidays..:)
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Bodhirose
/ December 18, 2015Happy Holidays, Frederick!
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katiemiafrederick
/ December 19, 2015🙂
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Lorna's Voice
/ December 16, 2015Do you know this girl, Gayle? It sure sounds as if you have intimate knowledge of her! I was and am just the opposite–a quiet girl in every way. 🙂
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Bodhirose
/ December 16, 2015I got the inspiration for this poem from a commercial that I saw one time several weeks ago. I don’t remember what the ad was for but it showed this little girl wailing away on a drum set and then words appeared that said, “She was a loud girl!” That was it, and it stuck in my head until I wrote my poem. I’m the opposite of a loud girl too…quiet and (sometimes) shy. 🙂
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Lorna's Voice
/ December 18, 2015Well done! You could write believable fictional characters with no problem!
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Bodhirose
/ December 18, 2015Well thanks, Lorna, I like that idea! 🙂
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Lorna's Voice
/ December 20, 2015Me too!😜
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