Poem: Becoming

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Poetry: Celebrating National Poetry Month.

Becoming

I was
a girl of butterflies
and dragonfly wings,
a slight wonder who
had tea parties with
birds and discussed
the stars.

I became
a dark, stormy night
trying to be a lighthouse
while drowning at sea.

Now, I am
a healer, chasing
fireflies with a
butterfly net. Lighting
fires that burn hotter than
the sun.

And when the dark clouds
roll in, I wait for the
gentle patter of raindrops
to wash away my fears,
so I can just be
who I am.


For links to poetry prompts, or if you missed out on what I’m doing for National Poetry Month, check out the first post here.

 

To end each post, there will be this call to share your own work. Whether it’s something that you write as soon as you finish reading this post, or it’s a poem you’ve posted or had published, place the whole poem in the comments or put a link to it. A brief description before the link will help me process comments faster, so I know they’re not spam.

Also, feel free to share links to poems or spoken word performances by other poets. I hope this month will bring a wide variety of poetry to everyone’s attention. Also, there will be posts on my author Facebook page, a link to which can be found on the right-hand side, that will include spoken word performances and links to work of other poets, which will not appear here.

8 Comments


  1. // Reply

    This is just so beautiful, Mandie. I will carry the words “a slight wonder” with me today.


  2. // Reply

    “I became
    a dark, stormy night
    trying to be a lighthouse…” This line is so beautiful. I love it. 🙂


  3. // Reply

    STUNNING!! And these lines…

    I became
    a dark, stormy night
    trying to be a lighthouse
    while drowning at sea.

    …are beautiful! 💙


    1. // Reply

      Thank you, Diana! I’m so glad that people are enjoying this part. It’s a few lines that represent a lot and has a lot of personal meaning.


      1. // Reply

        You’re welcome, Mandie. 💙

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