Along the wind I wander around,
In search of one true, honest sound.
Through valleys deep and frosty mount,
I chase an echo so rarely found.
On lofty peaks, kept high and round,
Where selfdom rests, then firmly crowned.
The clouds descend, now losing ground,
As humility strikes, strong and bound.
All hearts are humane, truly profound,
Till vanity’s veil is fully drowned.
"I am not what happened to me,
I am what I choose to become."
Quote by _Carl Jung
Sometimes, in life I feel without,
lacking what I am all about;
where is my sense of self I sigh ...
Oh, who am I !
Useless with identity lost,
my uniqueness and selfdom tossed;
a death has left my life awry ...
Oh, who am I !
My existence is in question,
this spiral down my obsession;
must find my wings so I can fly ...
Oh, who am I !
I am so much less and a mess,
things are going wrong I confess;
must define and create or die ...
Oh, who am I !
My character is buried deep,
will find the best of it to keep;
I battle a pit of why try ...
Oh, who am I !
But like a flower am blooming,
a new self I am becoming;
gone away my sad lullaby ...
Oh, who am I !
Strange wind puffs like curses in the air
Fine maidens in a devious stare
Silent lip blows, bold but unsure
Like puppet minds played in obscure
Shady shadows lurking in the dark
Hearts steered by a shiny spark
For the light of amber is too hard to resist
Pristine selfdom is too seldom to exist
The title was inspired by a martial arts movie
September 24, 2022
2:40 AM, 13.3771° N, 121.1646° E
I awake alert
full of mindfulness
aware of the need
to write and spill ink
sensitive to thoughts
no fulcrum plan
there is no key
and no magic
just a deep need
to pen words
honestly
sincerely
in black
succinct
ink
words
feelings
pouring
a reflex
an instinct
gift given
psyche engaged
selfdom ego
I love my ink
and words that pour
there is no blueprint
but spontaneous
fondness to just write
for I love inking
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March 02, 2022
Poetry/Diminished Hexaverse x2/I Love My Ink
Copyright Protected, ID 03-1435-832-02
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Consciousness Fulcrum
sponsor, Unseeking Seeker, Judged 03/12/2022
Fifth Place
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