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Farewell to the Child
by Jayme L HelmickFace in the ashes, twisted and broken -
Is it me, or who I used to be?
A crumbled heap of rags like a forgotten security blanket
tossed into the woods;
Or a frightened girl hiding under the covers
curled in upon herself, dreaming of the future...
All this I see
and seek to understand
As I have thrown off the slipdress of childhood
and donned the cloak of mother
leaving that shadow-self behind
(in good company)
to frolic and play as she was meant to do all those years ago
Safe within her family's embrace
But where does she truly end
and I begin?
Will this new me be broken and sacrificed yet?
Am I the cocoon or the butterfly?
This new mantle fits me strangely...
So a new purpose beats within my breast
Guiding
Urging
Fueling
Demanding that I be more than I have been
And I am ready. 10/31/2010 Posted on 11/01/2010
Copyright © 2024 Jayme L Helmick
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/01/10 at 01:25 PM ...the old you is now muted; the new you is only for the rest of your life, a good life. |
| Posted by Sigurdur Haraldsson on 11/01/10 at 04:23 PM First of all, congratulations. Second, this is a good piece of poetry.
I relate very well to this and it brings back a lot of memories when I went through a similar phase (from a male perspective). Well done - I enjoyed reading it. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 11/02/10 at 11:59 AM I say neither cocoon nor butterfly, and both, just for a little while. :)) Our egos do a fine job of protecting us for as long as we need them, and there are sooooo many things to thank our shadow-selves for in the end! I can't wait to see the colors of your wings! Thank you for the blessing of writing about your journey. |
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