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I Still Prefer Crayons


Give me a pack of crayola's
I think it might be easier
if I color outside the lines for a bit
lead you down the path I've been following
with melted wax breadcrumbs
glowing every color ever conceived.

More than once I tried to play nice
Changed the clothes
wore PANTYHOSE
resisted the urge to pierce my nose
Another check mark on the long list of achievements
everyone else chooses to look at as "failures"

What happens
if who you really are
doesn't quite fit?

Do I squish around the corners
contort my being
and agree to obey
the walls of this dull gray box?

I can't do that!
This is my truth
I know...
because I tried!

So yeah,
forty is just over the horizon
and I still prefer the conversation of children
to most adults
and I prefer crayons over charcoal
and yeah...

I wanna be a rock star.


Natasha Head
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Brian Miller said…
best of luck on the Shorty...

crayons are def my prefered mode of creativity...and lines...well they were made for the mindless....smiles...color on....
January 12, 2013 at 11:52 AM
Anonymous said…
This is as much an ode to adulthood as it is to childhood! We would all benefit by letting the child in us out of that 'dull grey box'....what is about 'rules' and 'norms' that we are so afraid of!...this was great tash...just as colourful as those crayons
January 12, 2013 at 12:49 PM
RMP said…
I so hear myself in these words, it's not even funny. I hope continue to enjoy your crayons!
January 12, 2013 at 1:31 PM
Mary said…
I like crayons too! And I think coloring outside the lines sometimes produces more interesting pictures!

Good luck with the Shorty.
January 12, 2013 at 4:27 PM
Claudia said…
smiles..here's to your rock star career and to coloring outside the lines...smiles
January 12, 2013 at 4:40 PM
Grace said…
Best of luck too ~ I also prefer crayons and kid's funny conversations ~

January 12, 2013 at 4:50 PM
Unknown said…
Wow, so weird. Mine is about crayons too but with somewhat different meaning. Really odd though but I guess hat's somewhat universal for kids. I like this! I prefer markers now, less messy. :)
January 12, 2013 at 4:54 PM
Laurie Kolp said…
Me too! And for the same reasons.
January 12, 2013 at 6:05 PM
Anonymous said…
I can soooo relate to this, having just resigned a new job because I can't quite fit in and don't want to be less of myself in order to. I know that in every sense it is irresponsible and selfish, but I know I am hurting my heart every day I spend not being myself, and so are you. Good for you I say! And yes of course, I want to be a rock star... ;) really enjoyed this Tash. Now what do I have to about this shorty thing... Don't know what it is all about but if i can help I will x
January 12, 2013 at 6:38 PM
Anonymous said…
oh this does resonate...love it!
January 12, 2013 at 6:52 PM
J Cosmo Newbery said…
Excellent! At all levels.
January 12, 2013 at 7:45 PM
Jennifer Wagner said…
Long live the crayon! And you ARE a rock star. Well done :-)
January 12, 2013 at 7:47 PM
Glenn Buttkus said…
You make me smile so hard my lips crack! You are the maverick, the iconoclast poet who cares hugely about the rest of us, not afraid to push your self, and your fine work, but equally ready to bolster, to encourage, to embrace so many others. You are my heroine today, my poetic princess--and good luck with your two awards nominations!
January 12, 2013 at 9:40 PM
Anonymous said…
Cute! And I wanna be a rock star...I love it cause it's childish n fits right in with your theme. Maybe not so childish, why not?!
January 12, 2013 at 10:01 PM
Anonymous said…
You know, Inever wanted to be a rock star so much as I do now :-) As for crayons; giving me crayons and paper was a waste of both. Giving me crayons was a disaster waiting to happen.

Loved the write Tash. I think we have actually grown up when we can accept ourselves for who we are.
January 13, 2013 at 3:48 AM
lucychili said…
try chalk pastels they have the great smudge of charcoal and the intense colours of crayon =)
January 13, 2013 at 7:48 AM
James Rainsford said…
Perfectly evokes that childhood feeling of not quite fitting, either the form, or content of the ever changing world. Great job Natasha.
January 13, 2013 at 7:52 AM
Anonymous said…
I can tell you that even at 43, those Rock Star longings still prevail.
January 13, 2013 at 11:24 AM
Abruvanamedsly said…
So yeah,
forty is just over the horizon
and I still prefer the conversation of children
to most adults
and I prefer crayons over charcoal
and yeah...

I wanna be a rock star...

...awesome!

Rock on poet...rock on.
January 13, 2013 at 11:57 AM
Semaphore said…
No matter what we do, we creatives, we will always be coloring outside the lines... and this, your piece, is such a celebration of that realization, an ode to expressionism and freedom, of finding your own way, no matter what age you are.
January 13, 2013 at 12:03 PM
Anonymous said…
to me, the most powerful line is resisted the urge to piece my nose because that says a lot about someone!!
January 13, 2013 at 1:13 PM
Chris Wood said…
My crayon box got thrown across the room and I am determined to find each and every one! It might take some time... wonderful write my sweet friend! Chris
January 13, 2013 at 3:05 PM
Ginny Brannan said…
Tash, You ARE a "Rockstar!!" I am, let's just say, well-past 40, but my son keeps me young! When we stop playing, stop learning, stop appreciating, stop enjoying life, that's when we get "old!" Great capture, Natasha! Enjoyed reading!
January 13, 2013 at 5:28 PM
Anonymous said…
Kept coloring and rock on!
January 13, 2013 at 6:21 PM
Susie Clevenger said…
Crayons of creativity...always color outside the lines and stay outside the box others want you in! Keep marching to what others consider a weird drumbeat!! :)
January 13, 2013 at 6:32 PM
adan said…
such a fun true way of being yourself, could feel the freedom of it ;-)

the lines are, i think, just markers for when we first start anyways ;-)
January 19, 2013 at 11:31 AM
Sumyanna said…
Wonderful. Just know you are not alone in those feelings.
June 20, 2016 at 2:29 PM
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