Gosh.
Were that this true.
My doubt holds me tight
in inaction,
the fits and starts
the fear.
When in the tiny bud
of secret knowing,
a brilliant brain within, lashing to find
a weakness in the skin,
to push free
to let my heart be.
#poem #nationalpoetrymonth
#poetrysky
#poetsofbluesky
#doubt
Were that this true.
My doubt holds me tight
in inaction,
the fits and starts
the fear.
When in the tiny bud
of secret knowing,
a brilliant brain within, lashing to find
a weakness in the skin,
to push free
to let my heart be.
#poem #nationalpoetrymonth
#poetrysky
#poetsofbluesky
#doubt
Reposted from
Carmen Wiigwaas Craig
“The greater the artist, the greater the doubt. Perfect confidence is granted to the less talented as a consolation prize.”
—Robert Hughes
—Robert Hughes
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