who i'm becoming

Hazel Kaye

When you read my words

you don't see the lines on the page 

but the curves and contours 

of the woman I could have been -

a hastily scribbled outline 

of who I could become

if only someone could see past the letters. 


And when your hand brushes across

the indents in the page 

it is almost as though 

you dip your fingertips into my mind 

and pull out what you see in me -

no longer a tangled mess, 

but an intricate web

of fine details

and deep thoughts

that nobody else quite understood. 

  • Author: Hazel Kaye (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 22nd, 2020 11:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • dusk arising

    And to each and every reader you give an opportunity to look into your soul through eyes beyond your imagining.

    Sometimes here on mps i read something which touches deep inside and inspires me. Today, just now you posted something, i read it, and that just happened. Thank you so much.

    Your poem goes into my favourites, please read something of mine.

  • Goldfinch60

    Those words on the page show us who you are as we who write show our lives to others.

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