Come and tell me who I am,
And I’ll believe you
I’ve forgotten who I was –
Or never knew
/
I am turning a new page;
It’s voidness scares me,
And I beg, ‘write something now,
Write something true’
/
Come and tell me that I’m not
What mirrors tell me:
That I’m not a cracked vessel
Of stale dreams
/
Not a little girl at heart –
With aging features,
Whose old world is bursting
At the seams
/
Come and tell me what you think
I ought to be now;
Write a page for me
In my unfinished book
/
I am almost done with it; perhaps
Another couple stories;
At the ones that came before
I cannot bear to look
For a young woman of such intelligence, writing ability, stamina and pure grit ,you don’t need anyone to write a page for you for there are certainly many things more in store for you and this book is far from finished. This is one I would like to post on my blog in a few weeks. .
Carl, you really are too kind, thank you! Like I said before, please, feel free to post any poem of mine you choose on your blog. I am very flattered to be your guest and would gladly write something exclusively for the guest post – let me know if you’d like me to do that!
Yes I do guest post every Wednesday now. Poets and artists only. I would like you to participate. Please send pic, brief bio and poem as jpegs. See posts last 5 Wednesdays to see what I mean. Maybe get something up in July.
Sounds good! Will have a look at the previous Wednesday posts and send you the pic, bio and poem next week. Thanks again for the ‘invitation’ :)!