The drought ends

The eleventh day

Of the eleventh month

Of my eleventh year

At the stroke of eleven

My dam broke

I became a woman.



4 thoughts on “Eleven

  1. The use of the imageries ‘drought’ and ‘dam’ plenty appeals to me Doc, in denoting that all-important phase and event in the life of a Maiden at the advent of puberty!

    Moreover, the time this occurrence went down…11/11/11 at the 11th hour…..literally; absolutely makes it somewhat sinister…diabolical, as well as super-exciting if one were to take into cognizance the full meaning and significance of the number ’11’, as according to the Chinese Numerological Calendar and even in Christendom! 😇😀 Shall we call this premeditated or coincidental then Doc? What does 11/11/11 @11 O’clock portend for this Narrator? Or maybe you’re just being your creative self and am being mine superstitious self huh? 😈 I’d be real damned! 😂😂😂

    Plus, in the life and mind of this Narrator; this day’s sure to remain pretty memorable…one she’d live to remember for always! 😁

    ‘Eleven’ does come across as pretty simple and effortless with a Five-Star rating! 🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟
    So then, High Five You Doc; this totally grabs! 😁😎


    1. Looool!
      Yemie and conspiracy theories….eleven was chosen at random, and for the appeal…
      Now I have to rush off to Wikipedia to learn about Chinese numerology and number psychology…


  2. Hi Topazo. This poem hits home as a tale of becoming. I like the fact that it’s short AND heavy. It really weighs. And Yemie said it all. No further analysis needed. 😊 Well done. Topazo. I like.


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