Poetry is my story
starting right in the middle of the feeling,
Right in the middle of what matters most.
It frees me
from having to try to explain myself
or collect supporting evidence
to prove my voice has the right to speak.
It’s just me.
And it fits me just right.
I can bounce around.
Swerve and sway.
Stick and move.
Following the flow of the words that call to me.
No formal logic.
No need to convince you to believe me.
No reams of data to gather before I begin.
No permission to ask for, wait for, hustle for or seek.
I can just begin.
Speak what’s true right now
Without preamble or apology.
Tell it like it is
Like I want it to be
Like it could be.
Let it out as it wants to come.
Be with what is.
Say what is.
Poetry is how I have become myself.
I spent so much of my life trying to build a case for myself
Validate my worth.
I don’t have the time or energy for that anymore.
Now I just want to jump
right to the heart of the matter.
Tell you what I’m thinking.
A short piece of my living truth.
In this one little moment.
And let that be enough for now.
And know that more will come tomorrow
if I keep listening for it.
This is how I write my own story.
This is how I claim my freedom.