We Loathe "O" and Like "I" Sounds?

Loathe or Like

by Rachel Hoyt

image by Stuart Miles via freedigitalphotos.net

Sometimes I moan,

Bold as green mold,

Play the joke who's broke,

A flake the cold doled,

A groan with no tone - 

Sometimes I fly,

Ride the wind's tide,

From a sip of fine wine,

A nice smooth wide stride,

A sigh for by and by.

Copyright © 2014 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

This study says "I" sounds are easy to like

and "O" sounds probe your ears like a spike.

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Dr. Oz and Vogue Are Saboutaging Your Hopes and Dreams

Work For Dreams

by Rachel Hoyt

image by Master isolated images via freedigitalphotos.net

Hopes and dreams can lift you up

and help you reach the sky,

or leave you parched, an empty cup,

consumed by pretty lies.

You're beautiful the way you are

when you nourish yourself,

when hopes and dreams aren't kept on stars,

or bottled on your shelf.

They act like you can buy the life

you want through pills and frills,

making earnings a noble strife

and shackling your free will.

The life you're told to wish you had

won't make you the best you -

Hopes and dreams are not a fad

and with work can come true.

Copyright © 2014 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Dr. Oz was scolded by members of the Senate recently

for planting unattainable hopes in you and me,

but still few care that Vogue's contents cost three years' six figure salary.

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Miss Indiana Is Not Miss Average America

True Beauty

by Rachel Hoyt

image by Serge Bertasius via freedigitalphotos.net

Miss Normal would never

be granted the crown,

She can't reach the top shelf

at most shops 'round town,

Her thighs rub whenever

she's walking around,

She says she'll like herself

when she is less round.

If only she knew that

no crown need be worn

when you are the best you

that ever was born -

Then, even if you're fat,

they wish secretly,

they had the glow you do -

beauty all can see.

Copyright © 2014 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

Miss Indiana's 'normal' body is actually nowhere near the norm

despite the fact many complimented her beautiful yet average form.

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We Are Now One Step Closer To Proving We Should Fake It 'Til We Make It

Dressing Up As "Me"

by Rachel Hoyt

image by Ambro via freedigitalphotos.net

At birth I knew no shame or fear,

I roamed naked and free,

But as life added days and years,

Clothes helped me feel like "me".

To church I wore my Mary Janes -

Their black patent leather

Balanced the frills of lace dresses

And kept stray thoughts demure.

In high school I was a Tomboy,

Wearing jeans and flannel -

Few colors were ones I enjoyed

During that dark, square spell.

For a time I wore casual suits

To bolster my power -

Sometimes I paired them with heeled boots

To look more like a tower.

Now I sit typing, hardly dressed,

Free to do as I please,

Wondering which outfit is next,

Which image to appease.

Copyright © 2014 Rachel Hoyt. All rights reserved.

A new study shows clothes we wear influence how well we do

at least as much as each of us believes they hold the power to.

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