Monday, April 13, 2009

The Evil Scale

There is a horrifying number
between my feet.
It is one I have not seen before.

I have lightened myself
as much as I could so why
did I step up and look at the floor?

Denial, sacrifice, martyrdom, oh my!
I am adipose, apoplexic
and mortified.

Now my day is ruined
as I obsess over why.
One blissful meal and now I want to cry.

Why is it a sin to enjoy
the fruits of God's good earth?
Why does the scale take away my mirth?

I am innocent!
I don't deserve this I say.
After all, I exercised just yesterday.

You pig, you slug
into the mirror I say,
but the scale doesn't lie about how much I weigh.

11 comments:

Cheryl said...

SO well said!!!

Daniel Bell said...

Get off it! Both literally off the scale and figuratively. Good poem but bad attitude. You are the best looking woman "of a certain age" that I've ever known. If your clothes fit, your husband loves you and you see a smile staring back at you when you look in the mirror in the morning, you can afford to toss that scale in the trash.

Love ya.

Susan's Snippets said...

DVF -

I agree with Daniel....don't fuss too much!!

about weight and such

Jan said...

You expressed how I'm feeling!

74WIXYgrad said...

I don't let the scales
Remove from me mirth
Because all the mirrors
Reveal to me girth

Julie said...

I love it! Again, you make me laugh at myself, Diane. I know I shouldn't obsess over pounds, but I do. I especially love the fourth stanza. "Now my day is ruined" is so true. I love the title, too!

Daniel does have a good point. Your picture is beautiful.

But the poem is wonderful and helps remind women like me how ridiculous we act about numbers on a scale. Thank you for posting it!

Ruth Hull Chatlien said...

It's a good expression of the way women can feel.

Poetikat said...

You pig, you slug! - That's a bit harsh on yourself, isn't it? I don't think scales do us any good; they only eat away at our self-esteem. Treat yourself once in a while, exercise regularly and stick to fruits and veggies mainly.

I'm sure you don't look nearly as bad as you're making out. (I love that word "adipose" by the way!)

Kat

rosebuckle said...

We all have things about ourselves we don't like and need a humorous take on them.
I think your poem is a delightful example of humor.
Everybody else...LIGHTEN UP! :)

Diane Vogel Ferri said...

Thank you Rosebuckle! It was SUPPOSED to be funny!

RachelW said...

Evil, evil scale! Best not to have one in the house at all. I didn't have one for years, not wanting to see anorexia return.