Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

A Different Approach

I met another brick wall today.

Don't prepare for the usual.

We're going at this the old fashioned way.

Guard down, no expectations and lots of faith.

 

I know in the I have messed up in the past.

I meet these walls and I never stop.

I just run full speed and crash.

Backing up and going at it again head first.

Never stopping until my heart is broken.

My mind always goes first.

 

This time I will walk.

I will take time to count the bricks.

Take time to notice their color.

To notice what holds them together.

 

No reason for anymore pluralities.

Unless, of course, they're positive.

No need to brake my mind.

No need for anything short of expansion.

Request permission to use this poem
c
Written by
catherine-paige
American
Published
May 30, 2010
Lines·Words
18·122
Notes

This was written on April 1, 2009.

Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell catherine-paige how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write