January 23, 2010
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Confessions
I am an extrovert
Though I may be shy
…quiet…
When you meet me
I can be as accepting as the day is long’
Until I’m not
I’m happy most of the time
Though I feel as late that most of my fictional characters have demons
I’m strong
I’m wishing for something, somewhere a little more beautiful
Something further away from here
Complacency has never been my thing
I’m still the “prairie fire that wanders about”
(61. Write a list poem entitled “Confessions” ( 4pts))
Comments (16)
Hmm, I like.
Very nice!
Wistful, almost, especially the part about wishing for something far away.
Good morning my friend , very good great post !
Like this a lot.
“I am accepting as the day is long….until I’m not” haha! I can certainly relate to that! Well done!
very nice girl!
I really like this poem. I’m a shy extrovert too. Shy=inhibeted when I don’t know people, not socially daring enough to initiate, and totally intimidated by groups of women in social circles. Extrovert=energized by social interaction.
i like this.
Ooooh… I like!!!! Very good!
I like it
well written
nice.
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Paints a nice picture. –BTB
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I really like this. You are an artist with words. Love reading your blogs.