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A Poem by Emily B

I find I am taller since

I learned to express myself.

You doubt me?

I could not reach the sky, before

I could find no light

when my growth

was stunted by fear.

From this height,

I can touch stars and clouds.

I hear new notes

in melodies and giggles.

A creator divine, I build castles in air--

word by word.

And I can fly. . .

(you doubt again)

when the birds aren't watching.

They might laugh, you know.

And I am vast--

I can reach round the earth

to care, to soothe, to touch

an aching heart.

Standing tall, I know no stranger

only travelers

walking, working, living,

learning like me.

I might have been the vaguest,

the slightest person in the room--

but that was before

I found my words.

© 2008 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
I'm not really here to share my poetry, you know. It's all about giving that one word where it's needed. Maybe it's my purpose in life.

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jeeeeeeeeezzzzzzeeeeeeeeeeee. i love this!! i was really suprised. this poem is really unassuming, and present like it will be just like a lot of other poems, but you wrap it up nicer, with more inspiring words and images, and it just works wonderfully!

"And I can fly. . .

(you doubt again)

when the birds aren't watching.

They might laugh, you know. "

love that. love the humor, love the fact that you're aware others doubt us, as artists.

and the last line? lakjd;faklsjdkfl;aklfja

loveyou :)



Posted 16 Years Ago


4 of 4 people found this review constructive.




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Yes ... you have found your words. None of the wrathful angry ones, you have found the soft, thoughtful, gentle words. The ones that sooth or quiet the raging winds.

You've found them indeed.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Aww, that's a lovely poem. It expresses wonderfully how writing can broaden a person. I feel this is what writing did for me. You can go to any place, and time, and do anything with anyone... all with some simple words. Anything is possible if you can open your mind to it. I love this piece. It's very true to my heart anyway. And may we go on growing onwards and upwards, learning, helping and living. Lovely piece x

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I feel guilty and sorry for not being able to review your pieces for a long time now, given that your pieces are some of the most enjoyable reads I have witnessed here.

Great form, well chosen words. Wonderful flow, well painted imagery, well imparted message.

A signature piece

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Yeah I don't hold onto the words either, slippery stuff our liquid speech, and most can only subtract or divide with it. You on the other hand pull us off our fences and realign our indignation with your soft senses.
Well to do and done some!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is quite stunning! What an inspirational write...to feel such strength and power through the use of your words and to illicit that feeling in your reader at the same time is such a feat. Marvelous! Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

what??? I thought I was here before..... Im confused.
Still the same thing, vibrant flow, and your subject that I think all of us get, in our own ways, moments in our own days. elevated by catching our thoughts on the page, sharing;)



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Much wisdom, I think. I especially liked these lines:
Standing tall, I know no stranger
only travelers
walking, working, living,
learning like me.

I am working on a poem incorporating the word, "vastness" also.

Nicely done,

Tom

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I got chills. F A V O R I T E !
There's nothing like discovering who you really are. You wrote:

"And I am vast-- " ...wonderful personification of illumination (hey that rhymed, yeah, I am in a highly creative state) I'm going to use that line in a poem at some point for sure. Then you wrote:

"Standing tall, I know no stranger
only travelers
walking, working, living,
learning like me."... self-assurance made manifest. You owned this one Emily! 5 bona-fide stars!


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i like the undertone of the poem. it saunters about and goes streight into mind.reach the sky, before

I could find no light

when my growth

was stunted by fear.

From this height,

I can touch stars and clouds. ----they are my favourit



Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is lovely! I really liked it...and how very true it is. Glad I stumbled upon your gift.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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