PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Lately I've been taking steps

Attracting untamed eyes;

I'm leaving the comfort of my sheltered life

and inviting what's to come.

It takes a million thoughts

And lazy days to get it right

But I know that it can work 

And will eventually be me.

My nom de plume is rejection

But I take it as a gift,

Because after all,

Even the sky rejects the stars on cloudy nights

And it seems as though the clock

Is always ticking in a hurry,

Rushing me and my ideas

To a once-distant deadline.

From the scribbles upon the page

To the mesh that binds my thoughts,

The pulp-like pile of random words

Will soon give me what I want.