January 14, 2008

The Importance of Meeting Alice

I follow the track of a twelve year old mind
who writes she doesn’t belong.
is uncomfortable not belonging
and notice that
it is I
who don’t belong.

My words seem self-centered.
comes out as self-interest,
self focus
spurs me into saying more
which of course comes out wrong
rejection leaves me a child again
lost in my own mind.

Sometimes life shrinks
all that’s of importance
is the fluttering
small blue curtain
in a bathroom window.


  1. I love your words, and your picture. Thank you.

  2. Alice from WintersongJanuary 14, 2008 at 8:04 PM

    I wish I could write poetry. And I think the picture enhances it beautifully. It's quite haunting, really. Thanks for sharing.

  3. Very much enjoyed the poem and agree with Alice that the drawing enhances it well.


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