Tuesday, May 25, 2010

See Me Let Me Be Me Barbies (Poem)

See Me  Let Me  Be Me  Barbies

See me be:

Anemone Barbie in my Christian Louboutin.

I'm inspired, like the ad says, head to toe,
done up nice in my lime green with pretty purple bow.

Shall I channel Nefertiti? Maybe Marilyn Monroe?
Get a quick make-over before my next show?

Limit. Five babes per order. While supplies last.
I'm va-va-voom in a catsuit, too, and fast.

Let me be:

Your Fantasy Barbie, say, The Scarlet McCaw.

Lavishly embellished in striking red shantung,
I can be anyone's bright vision, real top-of-the-rung.

The picture of perfection. Such a deal! I glow.
I come with my very own parrot and a dress cut low.

Arrgh. Away with you, Pirate Barbie, with your better deal.
One look at your price tells 'em I'm no steal.

But I admit you're arresting in your swashbucklin' style,
buckled boots, brocade coat, gold hoop earring, no bile.

Velvet breeches, some ruffles, and lots of lace,
such fancy frocks play up your saucy buccaneer's face.

Be me:

I do that diversity thing oh so well.

There's the I that's Miss Astronaut
who sashsays into space,

that Black beauty in afro and Stylin' Hair Grace.
There's the I can be Barbra or Cyndi or Joan

stepping out with Midge while Allan's alone.
I travel the world, I pack light as can be,

I'm Eiffel Tower, Big BenStatue of Liberty.
My theme's not just France, nor only Italy.

Need a Registered Nurse? No worries, you see;
I carry my accoutrements wherever I be.

For Pan Am I fly, and always first class.
Call me Stewardess once, I respond in a flash.

But a secret confession I do have to make,
I'm a Harley-Davidson Barbie when I catch a break.

Decked out in my finest white biker chic,
I can yell at the wind, I'm not meek! Not a freak!

And Ken, my beautiful dumb blonde Ken,
of all men, he just holds tight for the ride of his life.

Text © 2010 Maureen E. Doallas. All Rights Reserved.

You can find here the entire Barbie collection that inspired my poem. The names of the dolls correspond to the italicized words in the poem.

And, speaking of poetry and Barbie, please take note of the release of a new poetry collection, Barbies at Communion, by Marcus Goodyear, senior editor for TheHighCalling.org and a friend. Marcus has published poems in Geez magazine, 32 Poems, and Stonework Journal and when he's not otherwise detained can be found writing at Good Word Editing, where you'll find this page devoted to his book.

Our friend Glynn Young reviewed Marcus' collection here.

TweetSpeakPoetry, where I hang for biweekly Twitter poetry jams, is celebrating the publication of Marcus' debut book with a writing activity (like the one I did here) and a giveaway: a signed copy of Barbies at Communion. Details are here. Be sure to join us for a bit of fun!


L.L. Barkat said...

oh, this was a great ride!

And I smiled at the end (Ken's ride). You made me laugh, but your excellent commentary runs deep and wide.

Kathleen Overby said...

"Lars and the New Girl" advertisement. It is a wild ride. For Ken. :)

Anonymous said...

This is just so much fun. :)

Anonymous said...

i'm still waiting for a "winemaker" barbie.

poor ken.
he wanted to be pirate ken, but, barbie gets all the gigs.

S. Etole said...

arm candy, that Ken ... just arm candy

sarah said...

I love the way you use words.

Jenne' R. Andrews said...

So much woman, so much wit, not like Barbie, not even a bit....xj

Melanie L Moro-Huber said...

This is great! Have you read also the series of Barbie poems by: Dorianne Laux?

Let me know, I'll send you a link. I think you'd enjoy them.

Marcus Goodyear said...

Maureen, you are really good. The rhymes and meter here are impressive. My favorite line, though, has to be this one:

"Call me Stewardess once, I respond in a flash."

I love the idea that we let other people define us, sometimes more quickly than we ought to.

Duane Scott said...

Lots of humor in this!

Sadly, I can identify with Ken. :)

Ami Mattison said...

Love, love this, Maureen. The wit and the commentary are very well done, and the meter and rhyme are perfect for the topic. Thanks so much for sharing!

Unknown said...

This. Fills me. With wonder.

Such a phenomenon, that Barbie. I guess I never realized she had so many faces. Anything a little girl could hope to be, no? Yikes. That's the scary part.

Heather said...

I wonder how many degrees Barbie has.

Amy Sullivan said...

This made me laugh! I envisioned Miss Astronaut "sashsaying into space". Very well done!