January 26th, 2007

If poem-writing has taught me anything,
It is courage.

The strength to stand for
What I feel when the
Pressures of the outside world
Weigh me down.

If I gain insight
Concerning my sexuality,
Sure I can write it down.

For me.

But can I share it with readers--
With my Dad?

Courage adds a layer of
Conquerable fear.

If I learn something profound
During the day,
Sure I can make documentation,
And grow.
But can I portray at 2
In the morning?
When my eyelids are closing their
Drapes?

I write, knowing that my Dad
Has access to my vault.
I gave him the key.

I write into the morning;
Putting my poetic growth
As priority.

My courage an open book
To all readers.