Welcome readers!
Wrought with indecision, I didn’t know how I wanted my first post to reflect my use of this language. Who I am and what is important to me is irrelevant; for now. Soon however, if I do this right, it will become less irrelevant. So, in the spirit of firsts, at least the ones socially acceptable to speak on anyway, I have decided to give my initial post over to the first form of writing I used to express my own visions. Poetry. It’s classic, it’s always been visionary and now, it’s mine to share in my own way. Thank you, truly, for being present for my first taste of freedom. #showtime
Achieve
I am desire
Melancholy with fear
Let me expose the risk of my dreams
Reality bound within these reams
I see it, I become it
I feel it, I advance from it.
My legacy haunts me
And as the tall grass sways
More days escape the wind.
I am serenity
Vivacious with subtle tenacity
Veins flowing of Vivaldi
With the patience of Machiavelli.
Nature is my console
Man is my demise
Femininity my greatest treasure
Through words there is departure.
