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FInding My Way II
perhaps
I'm not as captivating
or charismatic
as the rest,
and when it comes
to communication
I'm not always the best
I've never been
the sharpest dressed
nor the sharpest
of the tacks—
I'm not
the brightest
of the bulbs,
and
I've never had
much tact
I could write
a thousand poems,
but somehow
when it comes to you
I can't seem
to find the words
cat gripping
tightly
at the tip
of my tongue,
breath freezes
as it enters my lungs
yet, I'm still here
grasping at the straws,
gasping for air,
clasped within
the jaws
of this imagined
despair
nervously
clawing away
at a crack
in the wall,
crawling my way
back to the surface
of it all
I'm
spreading my wings
for the very
first time,
I'm starting to sing
and learning to fly,
feeling so high
with my eyes to the sky
I'm finding my way
to a better life
I'm not as captivating
or charismatic
as the rest,
and when it comes
to communication
I'm not always the best
I've never been
the sharpest dressed
nor the sharpest
of the tacks—
I'm not
the brightest
of the bulbs,
and
I've never had
much tact
I could write
a thousand poems,
but somehow
when it comes to you
I can't seem
to find the words
cat gripping
tightly
at the tip
of my tongue,
breath freezes
as it enters my lungs
yet, I'm still here
grasping at the straws,
gasping for air,
clasped within
the jaws
of this imagined
despair
nervously
clawing away
at a crack
in the wall,
crawling my way
back to the surface
of it all
I'm
spreading my wings
for the very
first time,
I'm starting to sing
and learning to fly,
feeling so high
with my eyes to the sky
I'm finding my way
to a better life
Published 28th Dec 2020
Author's Note
I already had a poem by this title, but it fit well, and I couldn't think of a better one.
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Anonymous
28th Dec 2020 7:52am
It's beautiful, NB..
NB,
Your words are those of such brilliant honesty. Your ability to convey your fears and anxiety resonate with most everyone, at sometime in our lives (is my suspicion) It's refreshing and beautifully laid out. You write so well, it's always so enjoyable to partake.
Ty for sharing, I appreciate your openness.
it's such a terrific spill.
💜
xoxo
Your words are those of such brilliant honesty. Your ability to convey your fears and anxiety resonate with most everyone, at sometime in our lives (is my suspicion) It's refreshing and beautifully laid out. You write so well, it's always so enjoyable to partake.
Ty for sharing, I appreciate your openness.
it's such a terrific spill.
💜
xoxo
28th Dec 2020 9:24am
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29th Dec 2020 3:42am
Great poem. Sometimes it's hard to find the right words, but when we do it turns out great. Keep on writing.
30th Dec 2020 00:12am
Spoken with sincerity NB. I think I've said that very line before as well "I could write a thousand poems..." because we strive to find those perfect words and keep at it.
I've been listening to Rush all day today and it just remind me of their song "Finding My Way".
Excellent work.
I've been listening to Rush all day today and it just remind me of their song "Finding My Way".
Excellent work.
30th Dec 2020 3:39am
Dear NB,
I don’t play golf but I know a hole in one when I read it! Each stanza is gold but getting to your last one was platinum. I think your description of flight and finding your way to a better life is the song of hope for so many that feel lonely during this process. No one ever tells you all the junk you have to ramble through going from point A to point B do they? I’m so glad you’ve done that, of sorts, in this piece.
Great write! H🌷
I don’t play golf but I know a hole in one when I read it! Each stanza is gold but getting to your last one was platinum. I think your description of flight and finding your way to a better life is the song of hope for so many that feel lonely during this process. No one ever tells you all the junk you have to ramble through going from point A to point B do they? I’m so glad you’ve done that, of sorts, in this piece.
Great write! H🌷
22nd Jan 2021 5:26pm
23rd Aug 2021 1:31pm
Just found this gem of a poem NB. Just spread your wings and fly my friend.❤️
16th Jan 2023 1:09am
