Treasure Island

Adalie Hettie

(05-24-1979 / Baton Rouge)

To Thine Own Self Be True?


To Thine Own Self Be True?
I wonder if the lips that first released this really knew

It’s discerning to stand in the light transformed
As many times as many have tried before

Pieces of this puzzle were left out at birth
Seems others have arrived fulfilled and understanding their worth

It’s not the lie that I want to believe
Its truth and color of the material and all the random pieces

I’ll tell you what this is; it’s all about my feet
One is kicking down the door and the other is scared to leave

Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010

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  • Bob Johnson (6/29/2010 12:03:00 AM)

    More basically meaningless blather.

    Does Adalie know writing successive lines
    that end with words that rhyme
    does not poetry make? (Report) Reply

  • Bob Johnson (6/29/2010)

    More basically meaningless blather.

    Does Adalie know writing successive lines
    ending with words that rhyme
    does not poetry make? (Report) Reply

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