My body is not here to meet your expectations
My body thinks that 36, 26. 36 is the combination to a lock and not a prerequisite to qualify for beauty
Excerpt from the poem, My Body – Laura Wize ©2017
I can’t possibly give one real f#$k about what people think about my body. I’m too busy trying to create new norms. When ever my daughter comes into my bedroom unannounced while I am changing, she has to let me know, “mom you have a FUPA!” First I had to ask, “what is a FUPA?” (It didn’t take me long to realize she was talking about my stomach). We both get a good laugh in and then I remind her that my body is just as beautiful as hers. Anytime my daughter makes a statement about my FUPA I tell her straight up you know what say about my body isn’t actually affecting me. At 15, I can never truly tell what is penetrating her psyche but I do hope my body acceptance is rubbing off on her.
My body commands respect
My body should never be neglected
My body is the carrier of a beautiful soul, deep intelligence, and opinions
My body is filled with laughter, love, and soul food recipes
Excerpt from the poem, My Body – Laura Wize ©2017
I was skinny as a teenager and it was awesome! When I was skinny I remember people ridiculing me about having chicken legs, about how high my butt is, and just anything. As I got older I gained weight, then started the questions. You gaining weight are you pregnant? You gained some weight, too much ice cream? Even now I still get scolded for being on the small end of the plus size spectrum when people tell me you’re not really fat. People will make observations, that is what people do. I learned to stop allowing it to bother me.
I am human. I have days where I feel like I need improvement. I know when it’s time to get the salad and not the burger. When it’s time to work out and when I just could flat out careless. My body and I are in a relationship. When you are in a long term relationship you don’t “like” that person every second of the day but you’ve made a commitment to stand by them regardless. I try to give my body everything that it wants water, food, crop tops, and the occasional high waisted bikini. If someone has a problem with me or my body it’s us against them. Accepting my own body has helped me to be an advocate for all women’s bodies.
My body is made for couture but will slay in ready to wear
My body is rocking this sun dress, crop top, short skirt, leggings, boyfriend tee
My body is the reflection of both of my grandmothers, mama, and daddy
My body shows traits of my family tree
Long legs, round stomach, narrow hips, booty so high I could sit on a telephone pole without reaching
Excerpt from the poem, My Body – Laura Wize ©2017
Ultimately you have to decide when you are comfortable and when you are uncomfortable with the way you look. The choice is not up to some asshole who makes a crude comment. A man made a comment about the way my body is shaped recently and I laughed it off because if the best he could do was talk about my shape, he’s lame. Body acceptance, body positivity, and confidence aren’t magical tricks. I’m not pulling these terms out of a hat and applying them as needed. I embrace them deep within my own mind as tools to better love myself so when some asshole speaks out of a place of malice about my body I can truly not give one flying f&%k!
My body is
A non negotiable term
And you will accept it in all of it’s forms
My body is a rebel
And does not need to conform to what’s attractive this week
Desirable body traits change like phases of the moon and I have come to accept mine
In it’s natural shape
In all of it’s glory
This is my body’s story
Read it and weap
Excerpt from the poem, My Body – Laura Wize ©2017
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