The Gates of Your City

Mama gave me all that I need

Power in brains and plenty of pretty

Still tryin' to figure what misdeed

Held me outside the gates of your city

============================

Follow the rules, but take the lead

Keep the peace, but don't get gritty

Not what I saw, impossible to heed

Held me outside the gates of your city

============================

Landmines anchor my fear to proceed

Slithering whispers take root in lies jetty

Where murky old crones live and breed

Guarding the gates to your inner city

=============================

Unspoken war rode a white steed

A spatter of lies that turn coats ratty

Betrayal a choice that won't concede

Leaving the gates to your inner city

=============================

Claiming myself from you I secede

Not a song, you are, but a simple ditty

I hold the reed and stand alone freed

Secure in the truth of my inner city

=============================

Comments 22 comments

RealHousewife profile image

RealHousewife 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO

Hi gorgeous! Amy - you are such a great poet! Each word - perfectly picked. It's so sophisticated and powerful. I really liked the video too!

Hope you had a wonderful Mother's Day:)


alexis aguilar profile image

alexis aguilar 4 years ago

this is a great poem. :)


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Speaking of gorgeous, YOU ARE, RealHousewife! Thank you for your kind words. You are one hell of a spirited writer, so I am ecstatic at your words to me. I saw my mom today, who is doing pretty well considering she had bypass surgery last summer and surgery for macular degeneration last week. I am going to be helping her now with errands and doctor appointments, as she can no longer drive. I help my elderly, ex mother-in-law, too, so I will soon be qualified unintentionally for home health care. LOL I help both lovely ladies and in the process, help myself...win/win.

Happy Mother's Day to you, my friend. No matter how great your day was, it can't compete with the wonderful woman you are.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, Alexis. I appreciate your visit and comment.


A.A. Zavala profile image

A.A. Zavala 4 years ago from Texas

AN Amy Becherer original, and in a style all your own. Awesome...


Gypsy Rose Lee profile image

Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

Voted up and awesome. Shows a lot of creativity.


BobbiRant profile image

BobbiRant 4 years ago from New York

Aptly put. This makes me think of the American job market, politics and how America, in general has gone down hill in a hand basket, keeping good workers 'outside the gates of the city.' How true! Great poem depicting this.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Augustine, I appreciate your description...a style all my own, especially at a time where I have felt relatively obscure and invisible. Your comment is very meaningful to me. Thank you.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Gypsy Rose Lee, You know, I once thought the anonymity of the internet made it a hiding place. But, on the other hand, it is very telling. I've noticed that your writing holds very deep creative thinking and you see creativity in mine. Kind of "it takes one to know one" personified. I've found, more at hubpages than anywhere else, where we interact with those we seek out, we actually do get to know one another. Thank you, Gypsy, for giving me the gift of your time and attention.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Bobbi, So many times I am inspired to write something inspired by the news. Often, I get jumbled up by a myriad of ideas. In the beginning, the process was overwhelming to me, but now, brainstorming is the most creative, fun process of writing poetry. Interpretation is in the eye of the beholder.

Recently, I was talking with a friend about the painting I am creating. I had changed a nuance slightly from the photo in my rendering of the scene and was vacillating over the "ever so slight" variance. My friend said, "but, Amy, it's art". Hearing that simple statement from a trusted friend made it so real and I find myself freed by those words. It separates the men from the boys, yet gives everyone a distinctive voice.

This speaks to those of us who hand our power over to another. It's about loss, yet finding the power to change our circumstances through the strength of the human spirit...the value of each one of us and the right to be, just as we are. It's a conglomerated mess, actually, just like life can be until we sort it out and live it our own way.

I love your brilliant mind, Bobbi, and your fighting, yet always optimistic spirit. You are an inspiration. Thank you for being here.


Docmo profile image

Docmo 4 years ago from UK

'I hold the reed and stand alone freed

Secure in the truth of my inner city'

Your words are as beautiful as you are, Amy. The yearning of being held outside someone else's city. A city that has byzantine rules and barbaric wars, crumbling edifices and cavernous tombs, distant mirages that give way to close-up ugliness. The sudden realization that the power to build your own springs within, leaving one to ride away into the distant horizon, leaving this ruined-once-dream behind. What brilliant imagery, breathtaking poetry and brave choices. You remain, truly a visonary.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear Docmo, I think I'll have your comment made into a sign that I keep with me, wherever I land. I can't imagine any words having more personal meaning to me. Yes, I need to see this everyday. Thank you, Mohan, for giving me the best gift I have ever received.


MartieCoetser profile image

MartieCoetser 4 years ago from South Africa

Beautiful, Amy! Provoking a lot of thoughts.

The most important for me: As long as YOU are 'Secure in the truth of your inner city'

I like the video!

Hugs :)


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you, Martie! It's a process, and it's said that everything happens for a reason. The past 2 years have taught me to stand up for myself...and that's a good lesson to learn. In the end, we are all responsible for ourselves. I'm glad you liked this piece, Martie.


Winsome profile image

Winsome 4 years ago from Southern California by way of Texas

Artful and soulful at the same time. I really like it. It reminds me of what Jesus said to the lawyers and beaurocrats--"Woe to you, you have the keys of knowledge but you don't let anyone in and what is worse, you don't even go in yourselves."

I guess some things don't change. You're the best. =:)


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Big kiss to your handsome face, winsome. Thank you for your gorgeous comment.


rahul0324 profile image

rahul0324 4 years ago from Gurgaon, India

Beautiful and flawless poetry! Lovely!!


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Dear rahul, I appreciate your time and more than generous comments. Your words have made my day a great one already! Thank you


anusujith profile image

anusujith 4 years ago from Nilambur, Kerala, India

Good concept. Gates of Your City tell this much story. Might my city will have silent whispering gates. Thanks for the share. Good.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Thank you kindly, anusujith! Thank you for your time and understanding.


Vincent Moore 4 years ago

Being secure is very important, many of are not. I have always been secure, up until my last divorce, it still haunts me:-) Well done, your words are always compelling to me your fan and follower always. Hugs, great scribe.


Amy Becherer profile image

Amy Becherer 4 years ago from St. Louis, MO Author

Vincent, life worked the other way for me. I was never secure until I grew into it, comparatively, late in life. It took the good and bad inherent in living to allow me to see that we all struggle with right and wrong, learning to make the best choices and realizing the consequences of our decisions. Its never easy, but I am glad I am here to learn the lessons, which will continue until the day I die. I am blessed. Thank you for being my friend, Ken. Hugs

    Sign in or sign up and post using a HubPages Network account.

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    No HTML is allowed in comments, but URLs will be hyperlinked. Comments are not for promoting your articles or other sites.


    Click to Rate This Article
    working