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c lynn brooks
Jul 11, 2020 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature
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Idle Time Poetry

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A Converstion With Self ( Idle Time Poetry)

Okay do we know who we really are
I don't want to go there
what about who we want to be
We were there once and what became of that
truth always hiding
lurking in the mist
what you see is not what you get

Believe
believe in what
not what whom
all was destroyed years ago

— c lynn brooks, Jul 11, 2020

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: north carolina usa, USA

Favorite Poets: Leonard Cohen, Edgar Alan Poe, ray Bradbury, John Grissom, .Alan S Jeeves James patterson,

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Geezer

Geezer

6 years ago

Yes...

there are places we don't want go. Dark and musty corners of ourselves that we only visit when we are sure that no one is looking over our shoulder. I have secrets locked behind doors and connected to the torturing devices in the dungeon. Every once in awhile; I yank the dark secrets out and put them on the rack and turn the screws and shut them in the Iron Maiden, just to hear them scream. Is that what everyone does? I don't know. A great read and food for thought. ~ Gee.
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CB

c lynn brooks

6 years ago

Gee

thank you I dug deep in me for this one. topic in workshop was great

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raj

6 years ago

Hi Chrys

i agree with your statement we should know "who we want to be" yet not always one is able to get there, may be closer to it as a target..

regards..

CB

c lynn brooks

6 years ago

Raj

thank you so much
I often have this conversation with me

Lavender

Lavender

6 years ago

A Conversation with Self

Hi, Chrys,
Excellent poem - sometimes I know the truth about myself, but not ready to face it or admit it. It's usually right below the surface, as you say, just lurking.
Thank you!
L

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