Hide & Seek

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Ready or not, here I come.
Looking, searching, wandering;
not quite knowing what it is I seek.
Wouldn’t it be best to make a list?
Define the parameters.
Learn the basics.
Know the players.
Study the instructions.

I don’t always want to play
by the rules. Playing it safe,
isn’t always playing.
Sometimes, it’s just going
through the motions.
Keep the wheels turning;
the clock ticking;
the turntable spinning.
That makes me tired.
I don’t want to be a juggler.

I want to, for just once;
let go – let it out.
Be me, right up front.
No apologies.
No holds barred.
Here I am, in your face.
Take it or leave it.

No hiding.
No self-protective actions.
No self-editing.
No self-deprecating humor.
No ambiguous remarks.
No second-guesses.
No Monday quarterbacking.

Sure, it’s scary.
That’s life, baby.
So many hiding places.
Who wants to search
for the unknown, the elusive?
Here today, gone tomorrow.
It’s worth the risk.
One never knows the outcome
ahead of time.
That’s okay;
not everyone makes it home free.

You think I can’t see it?
Doubt that I can find it?
Oh, ye of little faith.
I know the game well.
Been practicing since childhood.
No time limit here.
I may not know where to look.
But, I know where not to look.
Maybe I won’t find it.
Maybe I will.
That’s the beauty, man
I don’t know.

If I find it, can I keep it?
Maybe, perhaps;
the rules don’t mention that.
It’s a possibility, right?
Isn’t that the point?
Trying, seeking, discovering,
daring to go further?

Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred
(deep breath)
Ready or not,
here I come!

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lostandfounderlostandfounderover 19 years ago
Not your most poetic work...

but probably the most powerfull. This is a statement of life and living that demands to be read.

"Sure, it?s scary.

That?s life, baby."

Damn straight.

TathagataTathagataover 19 years ago
the message

is wonderful.

A rebirth, a journey of self discovery, the coming out..

the list of " No's"...perhaps:

No hiding,

self-protective actions, self-editing.

No self-deprecating humor.

ambiguous remarks or second-guesses.

No Monday quarterbacking.

just an idea,

if you boil this down to it's key points

It would be a knock out poem

Excellent idea

put it down and come back to it every few weeks and rewrite 1 verse

: )

SeattleRainSeattleRainover 19 years ago
~a few impressions

an enjoyable read. You used so many borrowed phrases, ready or not, monday night q back etc, that it is clear that it was not unintentional, so it felt right

-- just a quick suggestion, consider putting the first line (any maybe some of the other common phrases) in italics, and breaking up the list of no's

Maria2394Maria2394over 19 years ago
Ive told myself

these very thing so many times, but its taken me 41 years to actually believe I deserved anything other than just playing it safe..excellent work :)

...I want to, for just once;

let go ? let it out.

Be me, right up front.

No apologies.

No holds barred.

Here I am, in your face.

Take it or leave it...

That verse bears repeating, again and again

sandspikesandspikeover 19 years ago
I read a long one

I kept trying to stop but couldn't. I have run the race

many times and loved seeing you pump yourself up. You

probably won't get to keep it, sorry.

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