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New Songs

A Poem of Identity

By Archived UserPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
New Songs
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New Songs

You broke me,

then you woke me,

then I left

***

with my dog,

and my pick-up truck,

and my runaway-bag.

***

At the cross-roads,

I drove away from the money,

and the stringy promises;

***

heading toward the horizon beyond.

***

At that turn, I decided -

I would never dance again

to the beat of someone else’s drum.

***

I turned up my own music;

the ballads with driving beats.

And then I felt my thumping heart.

***

Arms raised in songs of freedom,

my smile shone brightly

in the colors of the sun.

***

Written from the time I decided to leave my x-husband to claim the identity waiting for me. Thanks for reading!

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A writer of words in northern WI with a small family and a large menagerie.

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