finding space

finding space

A Poem by Emily B

here I am

drawing my circle in the sand

this is my space

 

my sacred space

 

and I will learn

to be myself

here

 

no mask - no covering

no subterfuge

 

I will have to be me

leave off the hiding

and face reality

 

little by little

 

too much me

all at once

might be catastrophic

© 2011 Emily B


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. let's look for this space ... it would be the best place to be in ... it would be divine ... it would be real ... and it would be peaceful ... and then let's also make that space grow by cultivating space ... so that there is no room for catastrophes ... a brilliant piece of writing, emily ... just so perfect ...

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. let's look for this space ... it would be the best place to be in ... it would be divine ... it would be real ... and it would be peaceful ... and then let's also make that space grow by cultivating space ... so that there is no room for catastrophes ... a brilliant piece of writing, emily ... just so perfect ...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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Nah, we could never get too much Emily...look how the poets all congregate around your writing like an oasis in the desert...we thirst for your essence. You have that honest, grounded simplicity and beauty that makes you not only a writer worth reading but a person worth knowing well.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Oh wow. We should all be granted a sand circle of our own - no, screw that, we should all DISCOVER a sand circle of our own, a place to be ourselves. I feel that a beach is too much of an open space really, I'm a coward. But you're right, time to stop hiding. Peel off the mask one layer at a time.
Good poem, important topic.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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This image of one who searches for self really captures my attention. I'm sure it is an internal quest for discovery that we can all relate to.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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"too much me
all at once
might be catastrophic"

that's just brilliant, yeah i know that feeling. your poems always manage to turn corners, to grow and change in a very limited space... always well done.


Posted 13 Years Ago


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from the center of you, you expand into forever

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Love the use of subterfuge. The ending works well:)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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sometimes we need to open up to life and face its challenges as ourselves- not an easy decision to make- love the sense of doing this gradually :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Emily B

Richmond, KY



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