A potent truth

A potent truth

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Negligence

I am a supremely negligent blogger. I honestly am. I am not, however, negligent of my creativity. I have written a great deal over the time that I have been absent from my blog.
My negligence has been 90% laziness and 10% lack of any real desire to post. If you are reading this blog I would joyfully welcome some feedback to help with that motivation please. Even if it is only to say you are unimpressed I would appreciate the honest opinion.
Either way.I am determined, once again, begin posting my work. That being said, I have selected a piece I wrote about myself and the fear involved in sharing my work.
It is an honestly terrifying and daunting prospect each and every time I post a poem I have written. I am literally putting a piece of my innermost self out for the world to see. It's an intimidating undertaking each and every time and it never ceases to rattle my nerves a bit.
So with an apology for my extended absence and without further delay I give you a new poem!

Of Me

I think in color and light.
I imagine in musical sound.
Chaos is my inspiration.
My soul writes it down.

Ingrained in my being
Is an artwork so rare
To show it to you
I must lay myself bare.

One small line at a time.
One lofty note after another.
Until you've seen me as I am.
Sister, daughter, mother, lover.

It is a naked portrait.
Can I still hide?

-Constance

There you have it! Love it? Hate it? Let me know!