a poem

Today is National Poetry Day, and I'm celebrating it by reading Sylvia Plath and sharing one of my own poems! This is something I've never done because it seems like such a vulnerable and scary act, but I'm going for it.

This poem is constructed out of various fragments I wrote in the spring, when I was in the process of overcoming mental blocks and taking ownership of myself. I hope you enjoy.

Ownership

I used to revel in the signs you showed me

Now I find solace in Becoming

Cool and Collected

you don’t have a say

in me

you don’t get to hold me

or have a Hold on me

It’s magnificent to Bloom

to stretch out arms and legs

Reaching in the soft lush grass

my fingers out, the sun Drenching me

I think it just rained

I’m becoming a force

Larger than one life, a whole garden

it doesn’t involve you

I won’t wither and die when you forget to water me

It could just be that it never was

but I want to possess it all, to

not forget

the roses of my prolonged Adoration

to not toss them in the dumpster without a

second thought

I gave a lot of second thoughts

to you

To experience evolution is not to erase,

but to Shift and to Grow and to

Kill

what once was, to aid the future’s painful Birth

to focus on Cultivation instead of tending to

dead crops-- planting new seeds and

cooing in Awe!