Free flow

Free flow

A Poem by Tinasha LaRayé
"

just writing off the top of my dome...

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Today
was a day
yesterday was one too
but not like the sun that just set
finding myself in limbo
in between the potential and the realization
on the cusp of the now and the future
really
really 
really needing something to happen
before i burst with impatience
or prolong with hesitation
i'm so tired of sitting
complacent and fearing
i'm going to miss my next step
or misstep
or not step at all
and i know there are those in my corner
but today felt lonely
today felt solo
flying and falling
tired 
weighed down
and losing my grip on things
needing to focus
distractions invade my privacy
watching my naked moments
taking over my vulnerable eyes
i fall prey every time
i slip and slide
a slippery slope
to my mediocrity
i just know i'm meant to be more than the me is right now
sitting in limbo
on the cusp of who i was
and who my Father sees
I've got to find out about my missing piece
or where the pieces fell
time to build
time to swell up with something besides pride
maybe purpose will suffice?
i just know i need a new fresh journey
in this new fresh year
before i lose it inside of here
the atmosphere is pinching me
and it's time to lose some weight
away with the excess
downsize the nest
and pick up only the necessary for my quest
i'm on a journey...to find me
any clues?
any treasure map?
gps or anything like that?
i need all the help i can get
At least I'm up and moving
I'm already one step further than yesterday....
on the cusp of change
in limbo
hanging out
waiting
for a knock on the door
and clarity to come home
for the next door to be known...
patiently
and sometimes impatiently
waiting...

© 2011 Tinasha LaRayé


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Beautiful!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Respect! People or poets don't understand how to do this, from the dome! Or understand this concept...you just flowed it do well. To say the next sentence to the last from top...and I put that on top...is important for spoken words.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This poem has a nice intimate feel to it. It played out in my mind with ease. I actually think it would make a cool short film of a persons thoughts ringing out aloud. The candid nature and honesty make it special.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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I am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more..

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