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Zara Lane Poem
Risk risk for anything. The other opinions act you on the earth yourself
To face the truth. I’ve learned to take time for myself and with a great deal and
love. And I cause inspect like me. I think learn to laugh at yours triodes and never
you’ll run out of things to laugh at loses one many laughs by not laughing at you
a place won’t the sun you’re got to put plasters.
By: Zara Elizabeth lane
Copyright © Zara Lane | Year Posted 2007
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Zara Lane Poem
alone at last with no masks no faces spying on me
alone with my past my merry mirror
all the corners my once quick hands, have turned to spiders
cautiously they advance cross the lined face,
reacting to disguises
staring back with their same tremors, my hands, cautious,
advance ac ross face feeling at mirrors.
With these same tremulous hands that can scarcely hold glass
I was 17 years old and my heart was hot and alive
i discovered poetry and i swore to longing.
I was afraid fist time i felt threatened
and began to protect myself from the sting of hail.
why do you insist on showing me,
day after day, these sockets that used to be my eyes?
i see below the twin ridge, too high rise of bone,
the bridge of my nose and suddenly into a lake
the lake is my eye, it sucks under, and i traverse your skin
to embrace the lake as little girl who still resides in me
i embrace inside me.
everything is summed up in one magic instant.
Zara Elizabeth Lane
Copyright ©2007 Zara Elizabeth Lane
Copyright © Zara Lane | Year Posted 2007
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