What is an Exiled Writer to do?

I’ve recently learned
some things about me
Brought into light
by someone who sees
The actions I take
and the ones that I don’t
How I sabotage life
My chaotic comfort zone

And although he’ll never really
Know how much I admire
His honesty, truth and love,
less all the fire
Into my eyes
he sees who I am
Why I don’t see me
I don’t understand

When standing face to face
Being told like it is
My feathers rise up
And my claws start to give

I go in defense mode
I’m just made that way
Regardless of what truth
his words may relay

Ready to pounce
I remain tamed and tied
But something inside me
Has started to rise

Trouble I cause
My existence is friction
I am friend, sister, mother
With a writing addiction

How ironic it is
That the words on my pages
Have turned those who love
Into strangers, acquaintance

Are my words that spell truth
for the me I remember
Worth exile, exclusion
Delusions of grandeur

This mother turned poet
Is hitting on nerves
That have flown under radar
It is not well deserved

My new circle gets me
Some of us orphaned writers
Who create and send words
Regardless of vapor

What words are okay
To put down on paper
If concern was my genre
My blog would be empty

My question is,
What should exiled writer’s do
Walk out with the sheep
And be part of the crew

Who follows the mantra
Keep truth to yourself
As long as its hidden
There was never a Hell

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About goplayintraffic

My Blog, which began as a mommy blog and turned into a writing website, www.write2survive.com, is the product of my years of being home with my children and trying to find ways to keep myself sane. I have always had this feeling, coming from a single mother, that I have to contribute financially and that I have to be able to take care of myself and my children. having been married, being a NYC school teacher, having four children, living in Newtown, CT and trying to find a way to get through each day with a smile has always been something I've strived for. My stories, articles and poems will do a lot of things but mostly make you feel. I think that is what is so wonderful about having the ability to write. I have been given the gift of taking my emotions and transferring them to written word. Once that is done, I can share those words with others who may feel better, maybe just for a moment, but better nonetheless having read my words. I am glad you are here and hope you will stay:)
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