The Right Me (Kyrielle)

The Right Me (Kyrielle)

A Poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell

You’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else. ~ Colleen Hoover


I have learned to dance in the rain,

to mend broken wings, flying free.

I shed tears that were wept in vain

on this search to find the right me.


I let others lead me astray.

I became blind and could not see.

I lost myself along the way

on this search to find the right me.


I thought that finding the right man

was like turning a golden key.

I was made small and smaller than

on this search to find the right me.


I put others before myself.

I made mountains of what could be,

hid the best of my greater self

on this search to find the right me.


Second to all and first to none,

I used to pray on bended knee

perchance to find that special one

on this search to find the right me.


Words were whispered into a wave

like ships upon a lonely sea

that sunk into unfathomed grave

on this search to find the right me.


No god answered my hopeful call.

My heart pined as a willow tree

with little hope or none at all

on this search to find the right me.


Lessons learned I shall not forget.

Life is a golden filigree.

Hello myself, I’m glad we met

on this search to find the right me.


I am sorry for the delay.

It took so long, you must agree.

It hurts my heart, my voice to say

on this search to find the right me.


I stained the shadows with my tears

but found my smile in bel esprit.

I give thanks for the bygone years

on this search to find the right me.


Dreams fold gently as lotus silk.

Light as a feather and carefree,

I will not cry over spilled milk

on this search to find the right me.


Life is metered in strands of time,

in wildflowers of poetry

that blossom in this garden rhyme

on this search to find the right me.

© 2023 Linda Marie Van Tassell

Author's Note

Linda Marie Van Tassell

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Tis a gem of a poem Linda.... finding oneself, loving oneself is often difficult, and in its path often, one trips and falls until one realizes that he/she is the perfect match....and not regretting anything that led to this point of self love..... its has to come from within one's soul...always giving of oneself is not the path to trod, but loving oneself is the path to take....much strength and courage in this piece Linda.
Best, B

Posted 1 Week Ago

Imagine all the ideas written layed out in a garden. Areas dense like a forest. Others so colorful our minds have no choice but to bloom. Keep writing ... You'll find you!

I was hoping for some info on the form in notes. Is this considered a Sonnet? Twelve verses with an advancing line throughout in tetrameter?


Posted 1 Week Ago

Linda Marie Van Tassell

1 Week Ago

Thank you, William. This is a Kyrielle.
If you have to change yourself to be like someone else, you are not in the right place. Linda, your words are lyrical and filled with rich wisdom. I believe you have found the right you in your poetry! Lydi*

Posted 1 Week Ago

As a young girl, I was often told how crucial it was for me to find a good man. I was often told not to appear too smart around prospective husbands. To be 'adjusting', giving and caring without expecting much in return, to bear pain and not complain in a relationship. Inspite of all of it, I found myself and I still find myself everyday and your words strike that chord so much. This kyrielle is beautiful in its conception and message. The verses flow with beauty and deep insight.

Posted 1 Week Ago

Beautiful poetry Linda. Your stanzas flow so well and your poetic expression is always a delight. So much wisdom in your words too. We should never forget our own uniqueness on our journey through life. Never get lost in someone else. It doesn’t bode well. Thank you for the gift of your poetry.


Posted 1 Week Ago

' Words were whispered into a wave

like ships upon a lonely sea

that sunk into unfathomed grave

on this search to find the right me.'

Yes, Yes, Yes indeed.. Like soft malleable clay spinning on the potter's wheel, when one is suggestive and bends to another's constraints, then we are merely ornaments, puppets designed accordingly to follow, and this is at the expense of one's very own uniqueness, individuality, freedom and creative personality, yes, best to find oneself to begin with and the rest will surely follow...

Amazing 🌻🌼☘🌺

And as always, stunning image above complimenting this terrific write!!

Posted 1 Week Ago

As usual, excellent meter and rhyming. This one contains both regret and understanding. Sometimes we beat up on ourselves for past mistakes; that is apparent here. On the other hand, there is the sense of lessons learned and a refusal to give up. This whole thing called life, if viewed correctly, is just a course of study. Sometimes there are lessons that require repetition, but if they are learned, all is well.

Posted 1 Week Ago

But just think, without those bumps and bruises that became your life, which may or may not at times feel like the path of a butterfly with OCD, you may never have found or let alone been introduced to the right you!
So well the flip done for that. Positives from negatives etc.
Ps... I cried over spilled milk yesterday, but only because it smashed and soaked my bare legs first thing in the morning when I only had my shorts on.
It was freezing cold, with a capital FREE 😊

Posted 1 Week Ago

Often finding ourselves is a daunting task but to find the best version of ourselves is life changing. Your poem is beautiful and a mesmerizing picture of that search and the joy that comes from being successful. Beautifully written my friend.

Posted 1 Week Ago

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Added on March 19, 2023
Last Updated on March 19, 2023
Tags: The Right Me, Linda Marie Van Tassell, Kyrielle, Self-Discovery, Life, Love


Linda Marie Van Tassell
Linda Marie Van Tassell


Poetry has been my passion since I was about fifteen years old, and I love the structure of rhyme and meter moreso than just randomly throwing words upon a page without any form whatsoever. Whi.. more..


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