She trusted herself before
She had a tranquil soul
That was once upon a time
That was long ago
She carries now her story
She holds it very bravely
A renewal of the mind
Is what she craves so greatly
With family surrounding her
Each and every day
She rediscovers the beauty
She lost along the way
The adventure is not over
There are pages left to write
She will not look behind her
The past is out of sight
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Kymber Hawke
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You have beautiful and thoughts awakening poems, I love these. The last verse of this poem is a pearl🌺
Thank you so much. This is the first poem I ever wrote. 🙂
In this case you were born to be a poet😊
LOL 😀 Thank you.
I will explore your poems many many times, as I said they are not one time stuff, they live…
🌻🌻🌻
A beautiful poem for reinventing oneself Kymber. Happy Wednesday. Allan
Happy Wednesday, Allan! 🌸Thank you for your kind words.
Great post
Thank you so much, Marylou!
Beautiful. You write beautifully Kymber.
Awww thank you so much, Cindy. xo
Hi Kymber,
Thank you for popping over to Beyond the Flow. I was delighted to read your poem as I love butterflies in themselves, but also their lifecycle, which has been used for many different allegories. I wonder if the butterfly remembers it was a caterpillar?
I am intrigued by the last two lines. Should forget and wipeout out past mistakes? If so, do we learn from them or are we doomed to repeat them? On the other hand, our mistakes shouldn’t define us either. Yet, when you look at this forgetting on a national scale, we condemn it. Well, some of us do anyway. I am a history researcher so naturally, I put more weight on the past than others. I would probably say to remember and acknowledge the past (at least to ourselves) but not to be weighed down or burdened by it. Thank you very much for stimulating a few rain cells on a Sunday night.
Best wishes,
Rowena
Hi, there, Rowena. It is so nice to meet you. And I have to say, I really like your comment. It’s an interesting line of thinking. I totally agree with the thought that mistakes will be repeated if we don’t remember them. Studying history is a favorite past time for me.
When I wrote this poem, I was coming out of a very dark time, and so my thoughts were that I should not continue ruminating on the past when there is still so much ahead of me. But I really like the points you make. Is there a middle ground? I like to think there is.
I really am enjoying this discussion and learning your perspective. Thank you so much again for your thoughtful comment.
Beautiful…
Thank you so much. 🙂
What a beautiful poem. I can see it as something Memphis would write.
Thank you so much! 😀
Marvellous! It sounds like an awesome song. <3
I hadn’t thought of it as a song lyric; that’s an interesting idea! Thank you so much for your kind words. 🙂
Lovely! Definitely one that can carry a multitude of meanings… have read it twice now and each passing brought a different thought into my mind. I think I might print and hang it up on the wall by my computer since these thoughts are obviously things I should ponder upon 🙂
Thank YOU for sharing!
Addy, thank you so much for your kind words. I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
I like the rhythm and meter of this poem. The subject offers food for thought! Thank you for sharing it!
Thank you, Michele! 🙂
Very pretty
Thank you so much! 🙂
I would say you have a poetic soul, and the ability to express it with beauty. Lovely poem!! ♥
Thank you so much, Marj! 🙂
Lovely poem!
Thank you, Lila! 🙂
Beautiful poem. When I read about the family I thought about Memphis and why wouldn’t beauty be the little Jilly? She just can think about her on and on and discover new things. That’s probably only my complicated adaption. Anyways, very well written.
Thank you, Jowita! I like your thoughts on the poem relating to the Capra family. 🙂
Very touching.
Thank you, Judith.
Beautiful, bestie.
Thank you, bestie. 🙂