A Map Of Me Please




I hear the front of
a bus call my name,
but I do not
give it answer,

I hear the rumbling
train track's lullaby,
but I refrain from sleeping
in its soothing melody,

I see the failing hope but
unreasonably still hold on,
I feel the heart strings groan but
at bay I still try to hold the pressure,

I see, feel, hear every part
leaning towards a cowards way out,
but still hold to the living desire
of blooming unburden and pain free,

I'm still searching for how to be me
but I need someone to give me the map.

23/07/09.



Poetry by liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-07-23 at 14:40

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Hans Bump
Sometimes the intellect of words is not enough to make me understand.
Often the expression of the heart is lost in the translation for me

But when they are dancing in concert together, as in this poem, I hear , I understand and I feel. I believe this poem.
Well done and thank you- Hans
2009-10-13


Phyllis J. Rhodes
Liz, your words describe beautifully your battle. It is a spiritual battle that many fight. It is clear you have a strength within you to fight the Evil One, who is your tempter and taunter. I suggest you find a Bible and go to the Old Testament and find the book of Psalms. Look for Psalm 139 and read it. King David talks to God, about God's creation and intimate of him. There is nothing more assuring of a person's value than knowing that the God who created all, personally formed each of us individually and knows abosulutely everything about us. In the New Testament, in the book of Matthew, Jesus tells his followers in Chapter 10 verses29-31 that God knows when every sparrow falls to the ground and that we are much more valuable to him than sparrows. He even knows the number of hairs on our heads! So, if you want to know who you are, ask your Creator. I can tell you without the slightest doubt that you are a beautiful, talented child of God who is loved and needed on this earth.
2009-07-23


NicholasG
This is very well written Lizzy. Your focus, extraordinary.
Things get clearer soon enough. Any cartographer will tell you what a process it is making a map.
xox Nick
2009-07-23


Brian Oarr
I must say this piece caught me unaware ... it is surprisingly good. I'm always moved to smile when I see a struggling poet find her/his voice, as you've done in this piece. Kudos to you poet.
2009-07-23