Speak my truth


from the ABC set Forbidden Fruit 2010

Speak my truth (7th November, 2010)

Strange, the things we learn through other people’s eyes:
We reflect each new-lived moment of our lives
With opened hearts, expanded souls and widened minds,
And how you see me seems to matter more as time unwinds.

We devour the tarmac miles with rubber souls,
Lives in other people’s hands and under their controls.
Don’t make this Sunday Bloody Sunday on the sunshine road,
For I do not yet know myself enough to let this go.

Coffee plugs the holes we dug last night in our discoveries.
As years flow by, mornings after transmute into recoveries,
Singing with the music men under cloud-strewn skies,
The tiniest details, we weave into the fabric of our times.

If life’s a journey, we define it by the smallest steps.
I know myself not well enough to want it halted yet.
Spread my unfolded wings, I find myself re-launched:
Creative springs well, the future beckons, welcomes, daunts.

The more I know myself, the less I wish to hide.
Take each newfound element and show it to the light.
I’ll bring more words to the world before I’m through,
I’ll bring more words, and one day, speak my truth to you.

Jennifer Pickup

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Comments

seashore | November 10, 2010 - 08:45

`Coffee plugs the holes we dug last night in our discoveries.'

Really like that line but there are many others I like also. I enjoyed this very much.

insertponceyfre... | November 10, 2010 - 10:26

Really enjoyed this too - I love the final stanza

jennifer | November 10, 2010 - 11:34

Thank you to both of you, glad it worked! Final stanza I think is where I started, actually, the last line, anyway! Is it just me that writes poetry backwards?!

J x

shoe | November 10, 2010 - 12:14

A work that can read again and again, Much enjoyed.

jennifer | November 10, 2010 - 14:17

Thank you, shoe! What a great comment to receive!

J x

jennifer | November 10, 2010 - 21:33

Thanks Julie, that verse and indeed the whole poem was inspired by our trip back from the Lennon Performance Poet Competition in Liverpool which I was luckily enough to qualify for the final of - the trip back home was fun and the whole weekend was so inspiring and is the reason I've started writing again after months of block - and then drivers on the M6 kept trying to kill us, it was really scary!

Thank you for the feedback, as ever it is much appreciated!

J x

Cavalcaderl | November 10, 2010 - 22:22

new Jennifer
Well done on the cherry!
What amnd excellent poem.
We devour the tarmac miles with rubber souls,
Lives in opther people's hands and under their controls.
Don't make this Sunday Bloody Sunday on the sunshine road,
For I do not yet know myself enoguh to let this go
Flows beautiful, but sorry if wrong I am feeling like a bit Shakespear flow of it, amazing.
I have 2nd hand Shakespeare book from market
but don't know much of his work.
julie x

fatboy74 | November 11, 2010 - 13:22

A really engaging poem full of stand out lines. I know what you mean about starting, sometimes I will have just a line or couple of words and then work around that. Congrats on cherries. :-)

sue dinum | November 11, 2010 - 20:17

Hi Jennifer, finally came over to your place and read the first one of yours I came across. I enjoyed this, and the sentiments behind it. Your stanzas are good too, not that I know much about poetry, but they read very smoothly to me. Nice profile of you and judging by your incredible record I hardly think you need any advice or help from me. You have millions of cherries and I have none, so that must tell you something - or me! Will now read more of your work, very enjoyable, J.

sue x

jennifer | November 11, 2010 - 21:43

Hey fatboy, thank you for your comment! It's funny what sparks inspiration, isn't it? Often it's like a seed, one word sprouts lots of shoots! Yey for cherries, they've cheered me up enormously this week!

J x

jennifer | November 11, 2010 - 21:45

Hey Sue, thank you so much for seeking me out and reading something, how kind! Glad you like it! I think poetry is one of those things that is very subjective - I tend to like imagery and poems that 'speak' to me; if there is identifiable sentiment expressed that you feel yourself, and so on. I don't believe there are 'right' and 'wrong' ways of writing, as long as the spelling, punctuation and grammar work and don't detract from the writing itself! (such a teacher-geek!)

Would love to have you read more of my work, thank you!

J x

MistakenMagic | November 12, 2010 - 10:36

Great to see some more poetry from you, Jen!! I just love this, especially these lines:

'We devour the tarmac miles with rubber souls,
Lives in other people’s hands and under their controls.
Don’t make this Sunday Bloody Sunday on the sunshine road,
For I do not yet know myself enough to let this go.'

Well done on the cherry!

Magic xxx

luigi_pagano | November 12, 2010 - 12:55

Good to see you back with a cracker of a poem written in your inimitable style. Thoroughly enjoyed it.
Congratulations in qualifying for the final of the Lennon Performance Poet Competition.
I too sometimes start with a single line or a final stanza and work my way back and often I don't know where it will lead.

Luigi x

Cavalcaderl | November 12, 2010 - 22:57

new Jennifer
Thanks reply I know what you mean
have no car, but used travel passenger
motorways, hated the taking over different lanes.
Well done get in the finals. Yes I got mental block
Then you mention word scary, must have been for you?
No never give up your to clever. Yes,we had colds,then something scary happened,( gas)?? I am only briefing you,couldn't find or do thing but at last excellently done! all made safe now?? But to-day went out breath of air?? Cold headache Sneezing we were,upset inside,so four tickets Royal box surprise Theatre Royal three out four wasted shame I treated myself too few lovely bits, keep ooh lah lah. Lady fallen over down Brighton town, as I went on buy "Julie Andrews" dvd further and Rhiannas too listen maybe.she had tripped etc;and been attended too. I went into another town by bus Hove looking at charity dress red, thought I was J walking maybe as liked red dress not for sale or my size, I came out happy looking windows shops,getting dark early thought me walked into something, but no car door caught me great opologies but just bruised I exspect, don't know if safer out or home. Forgot to say a young life saver stopped helped lady on pavement, and I held her hand till ambulance came, then we had to be moved on, hope ok.Then incident I mentioned to me, but all ok now.
take care
must answer some, now rooms back to ship shape.
julie x

jennifer | November 13, 2010 - 23:13

Thanks Magic, Luigi, and Julie for your lovely comments, thank you so much for reading, and your ongoing support, glad you enjoyed this one!

J x