to hide myself behind
only bleeding dripping truth
from the corner of your mouth
"judgements and jealousies" the verdict
When I stretch my hand out to you,
you notice the tremors
but sitting back, relaxed,
the shaking remains hidden.
you notice the tremors
but sitting back, relaxed,
the shaking remains hidden.
Should my words have remained in the chair?
"Be yourself", his smile announces
that my "judgements and jealousies" are now forgotten.
"Be yourself but that doesn't necessarily mean popularity"
that my "judgements and jealousies" are now forgotten.
"Be yourself but that doesn't necessarily mean popularity"
oh-the sidestep
"Return to who you are."
Return to the spark of life
that encircled my heart from the beginning.
I do believe, ultimately, in solutions
that encircled my heart from the beginning.
I do believe, ultimately, in solutions
As a response to your comment on my livejournal, a car bomb is an alcoholic beverage.
ReplyDeleteOn another note, I really like that poem of yours. :D
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Thanks!
hello carol,
ReplyDeletecongrats on Jennifer naming you to her thinking blogger award list!
Ah yes! I have to pick up my banner. You too...
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ReplyDeleteCongrats on your thinking blogger award.
ReplyDeleteInteresting poem - it's meaning remains hidden from me, something to think about.
Intriguing write.
ReplyDeleteWhat I especially like about this, Carol, is its open-endedness (a sign of a truly good poem) to speak to many, yet a clear, concise message that makes sense without revealing all the mystery. Fantastic write!
Fabulous poem. Love the line, should my words have stayed in the chair.
ReplyDeleteI, too.love the image of the words getting up out of the chair.
ReplyDeleteAnother excellent piece!!
Nicely composed... ultimately, being true to myself, I too believe in solutions.
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