Feed Me

Feed Me

A Poem by KeelyJane

Humility, restrain my self regard and keep my eyes open wide
Subsequently give new perception of the things I try to hide
Demand an understanding of my diffidence
So I recognize my pride and its often insignificance
Humble me in times I'm better served to know
That there's nothing quite like modesty, a meal made with crow

© 2020 KeelyJane


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This one reminds me in some ways of the Prayer of St. Francis. True, the addressee is not God, but the quality humility, but the intent is similar. It is a plea for restraint on ego, for the clarity of mind to see beyond pride. Nicely rhymed and good advice, too.

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Indeed those who are not humble often end up humiliated, eating crow, thus the message in this is a sge one indeed.

Posted 4 Years Ago


I think these are some very wise words to give to one's self, and what's even better is that you're sharing them with others. Humble is the way to be and I always try to be just that.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The Title, along with the subtext of what you wrote is very intense. I enjoyed it very much!

Posted 4 Years Ago


This is powerful writing! I'm stunned by the realities you bring in to your poem, not going into any depth about things, but just laying a few harsh details out there for the reader to hash over however he/she does. The thing I love best about your poem is that you use first person. I believe this conveys the intense details of life more powerfully than trying to comment on "other people" -- which are largely unknowable, really. It feels like I'm watching this narrator dig deep & truly try to understand -- all in recognizable realistic ways (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 4 Years Ago


This one reminds me in some ways of the Prayer of St. Francis. True, the addressee is not God, but the quality humility, but the intent is similar. It is a plea for restraint on ego, for the clarity of mind to see beyond pride. Nicely rhymed and good advice, too.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

What do we become?
"Humble me in times I'm better served to know
That there's nothing quite like modesty, a meal made with crow"
The above lines are true. We will eat crow often. I love the complete poem leading to the perfect ending. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago



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KeelyJane
KeelyJane

Albuquerque, NM



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I'm just a girl with a lifetime of experiences. I've taken from those experiences what can be put into words and poetically put them together to share with all of you. These are my contributions. .. more..

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