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To all the people whose openness is a shield
My truth sounds too loudly
in the open air
and he looks at me
like he wishes he could
mend the cracks in my life
His eyes reflect his heart
breaking for me
He knows this pain
he's been here before
I look at him and see so much strength
I wish I felt stronger
...
Her vulnerability
opens a door I can't close
she's more like me
than I want to admit
She says the things I'm thinking
but can't say, won't say
because to speak them
would make them real
and I can't let them be real
I wish I was more like her
(I wish I was more like me)
...
I'm not someone I admire
I buried all the wrong parts of myself
in my quest to become a person
that fits
Maybe I was never meant to fit
...
My truth sounds too loudly
in the open air
and not loudly enough
© Indie Adams 2022
Published 19th Mar 2022
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19th Mar 2022 7:38am
Like the 'she thinks of him, he thinks of her' parallel thinking dialogue before one of them concludes.
19th Mar 2022 7:43am
Thank you. I like that there is multiple interpretations this poem can take on. I didn't see that when I wrote it.
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- Edited 19th Mar 2022 8:58am
19th Mar 2022 8:57am
The openness as a shield thing rings huge bells in me, and is something I recognise in myself.
There’s a beautiful lady I know who always says that vulnerability is the price of love. It took years to work out that this too, meant loving the self.
What I find so utterly compelling about your poetry (and always have) is how it zones in exactly on a moment, and amplifies it. This is no exception, and rests on the page as if it was always there.
Keep showing up for you, my lovely. You are the best of us.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
There’s a beautiful lady I know who always says that vulnerability is the price of love. It took years to work out that this too, meant loving the self.
What I find so utterly compelling about your poetry (and always have) is how it zones in exactly on a moment, and amplifies it. This is no exception, and rests on the page as if it was always there.
Keep showing up for you, my lovely. You are the best of us.
Thank you for sharing.
-M
19th Mar 2022 9:32am
Thank you Missy.
When I came up with the title for this, you were one of the people I thought of; so wonderfully apologetically open. It's honestly something I've always admired about you and your writing.
I used to think vulnerability (in myself) was a weakness. Vulnerability is scary but it's also admirable, and I've never seen it as a weakness in other people.
I would like to be more like the people I admire and who inspire me.
When I came up with the title for this, you were one of the people I thought of; so wonderfully apologetically open. It's honestly something I've always admired about you and your writing.
I used to think vulnerability (in myself) was a weakness. Vulnerability is scary but it's also admirable, and I've never seen it as a weakness in other people.
I would like to be more like the people I admire and who inspire me.
19th Mar 2022 9:41am
This hits harder than I'D like to admit, and well done voicing that push-pull, dual purpose with potential dual/multiple result...
Really enjoyed the way you gave examples for both and what they mean in you.
Lovely, thank you for the read.
Really enjoyed the way you gave examples for both and what they mean in you.
Lovely, thank you for the read.
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