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I am quiet.
I am careful.
I tiptoe through the pages of life
As though through some numinous garden
Extracted from between ink words of fantasy
I whisper
I do not laugh
I do not smudge the labyrinth of ink
On each glittering page I pass.

For years
I have traveled timidly like this,
Like a novice,
Dabbling cautiously with words.
I’m meandering
Down a pathway of dreary gray.
The world around me is muted
In black-and-white.
It speaks only in whispers.
And I’m a chrysalis waiting, enclosed in a cocoon
While my doubts drown
Dreams in pools of black ink.
I want to see life in color someday.

I dream of finding the courage
To rupture these silken threads,
I dream of emerging in an ocean of shimmering light
Running barefoot as fast as the wind
Until I finally fly.



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mattisonteeter said...
Nov. 26, 2011 at 4:41 pm:

"I whisper

I do not laugh"

I don't know why but those lines really stick with me

 

 
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mattisonteeter said...
Nov. 26, 2011 at 4:40 pm:
This is my favorite out of all the poetry i've read on here. i can relate to this to a T. it's beautiful!
 
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redhairCat This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 14, 2011 at 11:45 am:
I LOVE your descriptions. I could feel the emotion.
 
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