prisons and accolades

I go back to my poetry

rehearse those words-

Remembering 

who it is I am 

I'm inside those lines

diamond mines, I hope.

if you love them, you love me

those words are my best moments

my worst days 

my prisons and accolades 

I'm lost and far-afield at times

simply dazed and undermined 

filtering the barterworld

barraged and falter-find

My own words remind

pen and paper/ tie that binds

rock of ages, scribbled pages 

I hold on with steeltight grip 

the Truth, like springtime 

hard to find

even harder to remain

I in you ~ you in me

scrubbing out my

orphan stains