Friday, July 31, 2009

Someday Growing Up Will Come Easier

Deep inside are woman's hills about to
come up
To see the sky
To see the sun and moon
And the tiny stars in the black of a man's

Sometimes in the morning
I'll look across myself
See hills and valleys forming
Think of rivers underground.
Outside me
I am blooming
Inside I am dry

If only I could understand
The reason for my crying
If only I could stop this fear
Of dreaming that I'm dying.

culled from The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer.

Currently reading the book and loving it, she is a mirror to my inner self


Anonymous said...

i'd like to read that book..sounds nice.

Anonymous said...

Ohh I like, would def love to read this as well.

akaBagucci said...

Nicely written....Sometimes life is lived out in discordant notes -- we have to try to finnd the common thread through the seemingly disconnected parts.......

yankeenaijababe said...

definitely going to check it out this weekend. Thanks for stopping by and just added your blog to my blog read. Enjoy the rest of your week.

Gee said...

all these deep deep pple..
im soo not a reader, its wierd..except harry potter sha.
happy reading still!

blogoratti said...

...'tiny stars in the black of a man's
hand'. Liked that part.

Larom said...

I am also reading that book....Although I can of find it boring but the poems are lovely

Original Mgbeke said...

I may check for it at the local library.

RocNaija said...

Lol.. Over my head..

I guess I'll have to stick to 'city people' :(

The Girl with the Red Hair said...

lol: @RocNaija: City people kwa!
@Laraom: I admit it could be boring for some people, but she is just a young girl expressing her thought the way she best could

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