small stones – March 8, 2016


I grew up in her shadow
afraid to be me
compared by everyone
unable to be free
so I became the rebel
the naughty seed

Looking back now
I know my own worth
I am who I am
not by order of birth
I am unique, individual
as we all are on Earth


10 thoughts on “small stones – March 8, 2016

  1. What a powerful yet also threatening picture. Good on you Lori for being the person you are

  2. calensariel says:

    And how many of us are STILL workin’ on learning the truth of your poem? Sigh… Great work!

    • Lori Carlson says:

      *nods* years of intensive therapy, Calen 🙂 that’s the only way I’ve managed to get where I am… you are making great strides with your spiritual self.. you will get there in no time 🙂

  3. Novroz says:

    A very strong poem 🙂

  4. joey says:

    Excellent, love that!

  5. Amen Sista!!! ❤️❤️👊👊

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