"Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn." ~Thomas Gray

"Poetry unites." ~Anon

"Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it." ~Emily Dickinson

Written by Jonnia W. Smith
She lives in Kennesaw, Georgia, USA
Her blog: Bloodroot Ink Poetry

Fear Not

Trust me enough
to let me stand to my full height
without reprimand.

Sing with me as I test
the strength and reach of my voice

for I must.

I have long outgrown the tiny space
marked out for myself so many years ago,
and no choice remains
but to at last become
who I am.

You must have known
this day would come,

or did you think



were just for show?

Originally published on writer's personal blog.
Posted with consent of the writer.


  1. Faith said...
    I am so glad to see you here! I love this poem so much. I go back to your blog to read it often:)

    Keep writing, keep flying:)
    WHY? said...
    This expresses what I've been going through for most of my life. "no choice remains
    but to at last become
    who I am.'
    Rich said...
    This is so very beautiful. Thanks for sharing this with us.
    joaquin carvel said...
    i really like this - don't just trust me, "Sing with me" - a strong and beautiful piece.
    Breathe said...
    i love the isolation of the line "for I must". Cudos.

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