Her Personality

I bumped into my personality today She was in no mood to look my way I stood aside and let her pass Interchanging emotions having a blast! She retraced her steps and reduced her pace I could see the years worn in her face Watercolor eyes and tear glass stained Bone caged ribs of steel, all laced up too tight to feel! She gathered her strength, the poet in her came out from the gloam Ink soaked she wrote, in different tones She was words, she was notes She was a castle and even a moat She kept herself alive, she did not die Parts of her personality she tamed not to cry One for love and one for creativity She kept one hidden even for tragedy One personality for the songs she sang Even one for when she flashed those fangs! Fifty-five personalities she counted so far Now she made up her mind to raise the bar She looked at me with a crazy smile, You see she counted on me all the while. 9.2.2022