![]() Who Was I?A Poem by gorillarock![]() An introspective piece on the act of writing![]()
Black ink flows from nib to parchment
Patterns trail as motion carries the pen A system of scribbles, words form Capturing all that can be said A moment of life and a thought preserved To be owned, shared, recalled, and forgotten To be read now, later, and before To express ones self for all or none To re-live the self of that moment ... and then we find a page forgotten ... I look back at the words from my hand, I ask Who was I? Familiar words and tempo strike the eye, I ask Who was I? My heart pounds from the memories so vivid, and yet I still ask Who was I? This person is not the same as I Spoken in ways I would not echo With hate, love, light and darkness. I disagree This person is me? This person is me? ... but I am not this person ... I am the one who released his hate I am the one who nourished his heart I am the one who harnessed his light and used it to evict his darkness So no, I am not this person I was But I know this was my self... ... and now I capture who I am With these words I write are for all to read Scribbled to me alone To read now, then later and from then, before My own work, words, and heart A person I forgot I was Who was I?
© 2017 gorillarockAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on December 31, 2017 Last Updated on December 31, 2017 Author![]() gorillarockVictoria, British Columbia, CanadaAboutI like words so much I started learning Spanish to learn more words! :) more..Writing
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