There It Is…

there it is
I’ve been looking for it
that whisper amidst
a crowd of chaos

sitting in the soft sunlight
of the soul
a moment unexplored
by time, nor hampered by judgment
born of experience
the causal stone
of both pain and joy
as children on the stares
searching for a reason to move
a moment
to disobey
in efforts
to test the fear
just to feel alive
some times that’s what it is
pain
like a door held open
is both in and out of somewhere
there it is
again
hiding bashfully, filled with anxiety
eager to be known
too reserved to appear

there are critics everywhere
with their criticisms
hanging about their ears
gaudy costume jewelry
tells them what they hear
that’s it!
no, not that one!
So there it hides
unwilling to be classified
too wild for taming
fragile as crystal ware
absent proper etiquette
for those too proper

there it is…
that poem about everything
the one all forgot was poetry
because it wasn’t angry enough
to love,
too filled with imaginative
dreams
so there it is…
just waiting

© Tshombe Sekou

3 thoughts on “There It Is…

  1. i had that funny feeling we were talking about much more than a poem… but the truth, lonely wayward elusive but always there where they forget to check…

    there are critics everywhere
    with their criticisms
    hanging about their ears
    gaudy costume jewelry
    tells them what they hear
    that’s it!
    no, not that one!
    So there it hides
    unwilling to be classified
    too wild for taming
    fragile as crystal ware
    absent proper etiquette
    for those too proper

    wow! I love how this bit moves, I could just seeee it.

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