Truth

by Poet on the Piano   Aug 31, 2012


My mind is an idealist.
I know I was born to be that way
yet why then does my spirit feel
famished? The kind of netted emotions
a butterfly must be when she cannot
dream of becoming

released.

Last night was one of the few times
my mind reassured I had tried my best
and could ride upon the wave life
brings. It said I deserve to have hope in
sturdy hands, holding onto a barre-

I'm just so unbelieving.

I need my spirit to start
catching up with the being rooted
in me, somewhere among my blood...
or I'll keep smiling in the faces of
people who won't see any difference,
and wonder all the while why I'm faking this
old truth.

*Written August 31, 2012 at 4:02 pm.
Just a free write here...

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  • 11 years ago

    by Decayed

    First of all, I am sorry, I have missed like heaps of your writes (missed=haven't commented, and NOT haven't read.. since I read all your latests... anyway..), and with each one of them you have something new.. something more creative than before.

    First of all, I feel so enticed when a poem starts with a statement.

    Sometimes, being an idealist is so tiring. I think the truth here is that this state of perfection restrains everything you have (indeed, being a butterfly which is inhibited)

    with the being rooted
    in me, somewhere among my blood...

    ^ I'm not sure if 'the' is correct here?
    and.. I'd rather replace 'among' with in?

    The ending is somehow expected, but it's not cheesy at all. I like questions in the end, and that wasn't expected, so that kind of empowered it.

    Great write, Mary Anne:)

  • 11 years ago

    by Nema

    I agree with Chels, this is something most of us experience, and by this I mean to say that people should feel this poem too personal, like I did myself.

    I love the pauses you placed in this poem, in every line, connecting it to the next one, although they appear to be far when you see them, they're so connected in the poem as a whole.

    This was a good "free write" =)
    Write on~

  • 11 years ago

    by Yakari Gabriel

    Ooooh my

  • 11 years ago

    by Maple Tree

    MaryAnne-

    You got me with this write. I agree with the above that we all have felt this way in times, I personally am struggling with this in a similar way. I love your metaphor of the butterfly. Feeling restricted or confined can leave a person lost in a variety of emotions.. very touching write by you!

    • 11 years ago

      by Poet on the Piano

      Thank you Andrea! I agree, all of us are faced with something at some point that just can overwhelm us. Don't give up hope with whatever struggle you're facing.... :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Maryanne, these feelings are something many of us all go through. I understand the struggle, Ive felt everything your describing.

    Your writing is just brilliant. The stanza on the butterfly, I felt that just strengthened this whole poem up. Nothing you could have said, no cliche', no simple wording would have weakened this poem if you just wrote about that butterfly. I just fell in love with it..

    I quite enjoy your free writes, more raw and real and we can become one with your emotions.

    Excellent as always.