Carlene Simpson Poet Dramatic Monologue

Still I Rise

I liked it like that. 
 Going around with my head held down, 
 My eyes to the ground, 
 Hoping nobody sees me. 
 If the spotlight's on me, 
 I tend to get nervous. 
 My body transforms in order to help me focus. 
 Thinking up things to pass the time, 
 Harvesting my visions, 
 Just to ease my mind.
 
 I rise! 
 My aim is to reach the top, 
 The bottom is not someplace I intend to stay a lot.
 I'll run, walk, crawl, slither 
 Because with each agonizing step my life is supposed to get better. 
 These aspirations will manifest in precious time, 
 Cause if they don't, 
 I’m bound to lose my mind!

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Funom Makama February 25, 2016 at 10:19 AM There is this unique insurance your works always give my expectations And that satisfaction only builds more castles for my curiosity to thrive, waiting for subsequent results of your talent and thinking. Carlene Simpson February 25, 2016 at 10:24 AM Thanks Funom......which of my other poems have u read?

Richard Lamoureux February 23, 2016 at 9:16 PM There are times I can relate to this. Well expressed. Carlene Simpson February 23, 2016 at 10:55 PM Thanks again Richard

Carl Fraser February 9, 2016 at 9:25 AM I just can't see someone who expresses their thoughts so well ever losing their mind. Chin up, teeth into the wind,keep running headlong into life. You'll be fine. Blessings Carl Carlene Simpson February 23, 2016 at 6:55 PM Hey Carl, you are one to talk, you are a tremendous poet, and i'm waiting in anticipation for your book. Thanks again, your comments are always appreciated.