Under a Pillow or Cloud

 

 

Here’s a flash, just for you

Or should I say for me

I’m not quite what you think

I’m not quite what you see

 

It seems that I’m a writer

A purveyor of words you know

Someone who juggles words

But hardly lets it show

 

But that is not the secret

It’s not the only claim

I also want to be recognized

Just a little bit of fame

 

No it’s not for profit

It seems it’s late for that

This longing for recognition

Is something on which I’ve sat

 

Okay it’s not a secret

Anyone would want the same

It common for anyone expressive

To also want be known by name

 

In fact it’s only hidden

By its lack of presentation

This self-induced denial

Obscured by hesitation

 

So I would like to someday see

A single publication some day

That brings someone happiness

Before they go their way

 

So there you have my secret

Though not a revelation

Just another bit of exposure

Another bit of exploration

 

Barbara Blackcinder

 

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About Barbara Blackcinder

I am a poet/writer with a need for words. There are so many out there that I haven't used yet. They define all reality and mine when you read those from me.
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3 Responses to Under a Pillow or Cloud

  1. Thanks so much for your comments.

  2. Love this and I Can’t wait to get a better look at your stories when you’re ready to share. 🙂

  3. I pray your “secret” is granted 🙂

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