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Insecure

by Angie Jenkins

I am nameless,
faceless,
no hero or savior,
no diamond in the rough.
I am the droplets
before the storm;
no powerful, reckoning force;
merely a prelude
to something greater.
My voice is a whisper,
overshadowed by thunderous voices
and loud boisterous ideas
more confident than mine.
I am a mouse among lions,
a troll among giants,
the prey among predators.

03/12/2010

Posted on 03/13/2010
Copyright © 2022 Angie Jenkins

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kimberly Bowen on 03/13/10 at 08:33 PM

"I am the droplets before the storm; no powerful, reckoning force; merely a prelude to something greater" oh man this line...soo good. :) love this poem. how true, how amazingly communicated.

Posted by Julie Adams on 03/16/10 at 05:06 PM

I have to agree with Kimberly, that line is one of the best you have here, and there are many! What a fantastic array of ideas working congruently towards a single thought...fabulous delivery, imagery, and language--how they all work wonderfully in this piece and pack the power behind the words...an instant fav for me!...many kudos star, a pleasure to read you, peace, jewels

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/17/10 at 04:41 PM

What is about us? are we all that insecure? You mimick the way I fell about myself. When I read it, I kept thinking that this piece was about me. I have come to believe that all creative people lack self-esteem. We write because we need to "get it out". GREAT write!

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/19/10 at 08:21 AM

Without the mouse, the lion remains tied up. With the prelude, the crescendo is only a meaningless explosion with no rhyme or reason. Without the waxing and waning of the moon, the tides go flat. So even if this would represent the absolute truth, so be it. It's in the quiet...in the space BETWEEN the matter....that real magic is. You are the real magic.

Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/19/10 at 08:22 AM

I meant, withOUT the prelude...heheh

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/19/10 at 05:45 PM

You've described it exactly.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 03/19/10 at 05:47 PM

"a prey among predators" I meant to let you know this line wraps the poem perfectly.

Posted by V. Blake on 09/30/10 at 05:29 AM

Gonna have to go ahead and echo all the praise you've gotten for this so far. Awesome, awesome stuff. The last line--specifically, "a prey," strikes me as a little strange though. Maybe it's just me, but the "a" feels out of place.

Posted by Jody Pratt on 01/17/12 at 01:44 AM

The droplets before the storm, no wonder this was POTD. Beautiful and enticing imagery (which I believe is the best poetry as it transports the reader to another place.)

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 09/27/12 at 09:27 AM

sums up the power we retain, no matter how insignificant we may feel. Extremely well-written!

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/29/12 at 02:12 AM

Your insecurity sounds very reasuringly secure to me. Briliant piece of work. As it is stated in scripture, "The meek shall inherit the Earth."

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