Melanie Emikohe

When I Was Shy - Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Sitting nowhere but the corners,
reading books, drawing faces;
walked only with one or two,
a favored time when I was shy.

A heart thickens, skin roughs;
smile I must for names multiply,
to be kind I must, to please I must,
that time when I've been noticed.

Comments about When I Was Shy by Melanie Emikohe

  • (4/4/2007 3:50:00 PM)

    Everyone wants to walk through a door marked 'private.' Therefore, have a good reason to be affluent. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/10/2007 8:50:00 AM)

    As the saying goes, you can never guess a poet's password...for it is too ingenious for the nonpoet to fathom!

    This is true of this poem. Excellent. Excellent.

    Well done, Ms. Agua.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 31, 2011

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