Thompson Emate Poet Rhyme

Then and Now

Blinded to my goal,
Out of tune in my pursuit, 
I had meandered,
I had wandered.

I had an ingrained ability,
Building it for stability,  
I was holding the wrong piece, 
Dwelling on lees.

There was a depth,
I had not harnessed,
There was a cleft, 
I had not launched into it.

I walk with new eyes,
Still breaking through dawn's ice,
Hunting for balance,
Permuting my thoughts for clearance.

The scales have fallen off,
I journey through the terrain,
Undulating and rough,
Anticipating heaven's rain.



January 3, 2023.

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Joanna Daniel January 4, 2023 at 4:58 AM This is a beautiful poem, Thompson, congratulations:) Thompson Emate January 4, 2023 at 7:55 AM Thank you, Jo. I'm honoured.

Valsa George January 4, 2023 at 4:11 AM "I walk with new eyes, Still breaking through dawn's ice, Hunting for balance, Permuting my thoughts for clearance.". May your efforts crown fruit for balance and altered visions fall into your eyes. Beautiful poem. Congratulations Thompson on your trophy win! Thompson Emate January 4, 2023 at 7:54 AM Thank you, Valsa. It's an honour.

Unseeking Seeker January 3, 2023 at 6:29 PM Warmest congratulations on your trophy win, Thompson. Your words resonate deeply within. We can all contemplate and uplift our vibrations if we so choose. Thanks for sharing. Thompson Emate January 3, 2023 at 9:48 PM Thank you, Seeker. It's an honour.