Layers (Prose)


store bought, hand made
it matters not, results the same
many layers are we

held together
we are human

a bone need not break
nor blood from veins to ooze
we can crumble, our inner selves
dissolve sight unseen
before another’s eyes

everyone has a ‘something, that is hidden
your ‘something’, is as relevant to you
as my ‘something’ is to me
no greater, no less
both significant

outside words, smiled
I’m okay, I’m doin’ fine
perhaps we lie
hold back what’s buried within
ashamed/weak, tired of
transferring what we feel

I’m paper thin, I know this
I can break/my pieces can be swept
discarded to the bin
as darkened thoughts creep over
all I need’s a chance to mend

filo pastry
layers formed so delicately
store bought or hand made
the result will remain
hold to tight, crush my fragile walls
I fight to hold ~ I will break

©jmtacken Feb 2014

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Who are you? (Prose)


I am me
I am the rain torrents in winter
The summer drops upon the ground
I am the autumn leaves of colour
New blossoms in the spring

I am strong ~ the noise of thunder
I am darkness
I am light
I am impatient
I am strong willed at times

I am caring and forgiving
I do not suffer fools
Or those friendships that aren’t real
I am an artist
I am a mother

I am intuitive
I am open
I love to love
I hate to hate

I love
I cry
I laugh
I empathise
I am a drama queen

I’m a speaker and a listener
Land on my feet ~ most of the time
I am a writer and would be poet
I have an imaginary mind

I am an animal lover
I have an addictive nature
I am a traveller
I am me

the particles, the cells

the good, the bad

the pretty and the ugly

I love that I am living

I am young though I am not

I love holding hands and making love

I can make people laugh or cry

I love watching movies that make me weep

I love watching new born foals take their first new steps

I love to sip red wine and converse with my old friends

I love that I can help those that are in need

I love my daughters with every breath

I love with all my heart, my gorgeous mum and dad

I am who I am

I am plain and simply


So who are you?

©jmtacken Dec 2013

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