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A Poem by Charlotte McBride

She thought she spilled the contents of her heart
But deep inside, she knew she had retreated
From that precipice of exposure
She had to keep some thing alive
And private
And only “hers”

To write with heart and soul but to keep that ‘something’ back
How is that to be achieved?
Or should we spread our best wares in the sun
To fade, at another’s disapproval?
Disinterest? disappointment? distress?
Disgust?

So she divulges that which keeps her sane
And holds to her breast those things
Which could be mis-interpretated, mistrusted,
Misunderstood, misrepresented,
Ruined

And so it is.

© 2008 Charlotte McBride


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This is so true, i like what you've said

Posted 8 Years Ago


A bit late maybe with the review, but this piece is very beautiful! the question/secret inside yearning to be out only held back by the fear of misundertsnding! Thank you!

Posted 9 Years Ago


Yes, we should always keep a little of ourselves to ourselves...

Posted 12 Years Ago


This I can relate to! I love it and to my FAVS it goes! Thanks for writing a piece that I can easily read and understand!WOW
I feel like you are talking about me
It needs a title though

Cheers, lea

Posted 12 Years Ago


I like it. I think it's a double edged sword though. To let it out is to let people in, and the chance they may cause you pain. But to hold it inside, it seals away that part that is needed for someone to truly get the know and understand the other.

Nice peice. I raises the question in my mind of "To Do or Die"

Aaron Maycroft

Posted 12 Years Ago


Dear Charlotte,

This is a very nice piece. The topic is interesting and the poem is well composed. Technically I would have little to offer on improving the poem. I think it stands well by itself.

I think that the feelings expressed in the poem are relatively common. However I find that a bit sad. I guess it is an issue of self-confidence. I wish more people were more secure in themselves, for there is really nothing that anyone can do to devalue another individual. It is merely perception on the part of the individual that they have been devalued. If there is sufficient inner strength, then no damage can be done.

Best of regards, and thank you for a thought provoking poem.

Rick

Posted 12 Years Ago


be not afraid of the truth in flaws that makes us who we are,
for in this world of all kinds of people no-one but us are the real judges ,
love the flow and the words ,the passion of fearing,the creeping testing of waters ,in this write ,i say come on in,,the vibe is just fine..peace wizthom

Posted 12 Years Ago


I think all writers have things that are for themselves, someday circumstance might allow their release but maybe not. I like how you put it, "the precipice of exposure."


Nice Job

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is a great and powerful poem written as a short piece. I like what you have written here. I'm a type of person that its hard for me to speak out in public or even to really carry on a conversation....LOL but I can write a piece that comes flowing from the soul of my heart.

I've been writing now for about two years and all that I write is an outlet of emotions of what ever inspires me to write at the moment of time within a twenty-four hour day.

I'm in the processes of writing a poetry book in a story of my life based on reality, fiction and of course fantasy mixed in with a little of natures color splashed in with the emotions of a retired fighters love of his wife. "The Fighters Journal of Love" He is unable to show her his true feelings for her because he feels he will be misunderstood, so he starts writing what he feels on paper and when he dies he rejects the gift of heaven to come back as a ghost guiding her to the secret life of his poems hoping she realizes the real love he had for her.

So yes we all have that what if we are misunderstood feelings of misrepresented words and how much do we expose of ourselves.

Very nice and heart felt poem you have written.

Art

Posted 12 Years Ago


Just remember Grandma`s admonition:

"Don`t air your dirty laundry in public"

Nice poem, very well done, interesting.

---- Eagle Cruagh

Posted 12 Years Ago



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