Thursday, 14 October 2010

Poetic Plea

What if I were confident

the way I used to be?

Wearing red and jade suits

in a grey-clad sea of men.

Leading teams, deciding goals,

speaking out with steel.

How did she become this little mouse?

Please tell me this isn’t real.

Let me wake tomorrow sure and set

on a new course with pride.

Pitching to those publishers,

letting my stories and poems shine.

Having reborn confidence

to reach right for that sky.

Morton Stephanie Gray

13 October 2010

1 comment:

  1. Very good. I know nothing about Poetry to give you anything more constructive than that... sorry ;-)