First Poem For the New Year

First Poem For the New Year

We’re five days in on a new year and there’s been an exciting change over at the OctPoWriMo (October Poetry Writing Month) site. They’ve changed their name to Poets on the Page and have begun weekly challenges, an awesome beginning in my opinion. I met so many new friends through my first OctPoWriMo (thank you, CJ) and I’m so very glad to see the people behind the curtain continuing with the poetry prompts.

The first prompt is thus:Β Write for ten minutes asking yourself this question – What if you stop trying to be who you aren’t, let everything that isn’t you drop away, and embrace the real you?

I wrote my response today as I was waiting for one of my kids to get ready for school and instead of answering the question, I basically just re-wrote the same exact question. Honestly, my brain feels a bit fried still from the holidays so you’re fortunate to even get a poem. πŸ˜‰

I hope you had a great holiday!

xo Jesi

 

Un-Become

By Jesi Scott

 

 

To be…

Or, not to be.

To un-become.

To be not who or what people think you are

But who you are meant to be.

 

To un-become.

Unravel.

Unknit yourself from the last stitch to the first

And begin anew

As someone else;

To remove the masks,

Lose all knowledge of yourself,

Start over…

Be more this, less that,

Make different decisions,

Travel a divergent path…

Who would you be then?

But…

Do you even know who you are now?

 

To be or not to be-

That has always been the question.

 

19 Replies to “First Poem For the New Year”

    1. My darlingest Diamond. I love you more and more every day.
      I try not to be either because it’s too damn hard pretending to be anyone else but me. But there are days I feel like a fraud, as if I don’t deserve the nice things people say about me. Which is why I have someone like you to remind me that I do. πŸ™‚

  1. This is a path that I am struggling with, hence the prompt. My favorite lines from your poem:

    “To un-become.
    Unravel.
    Unknit yourself from the last stitch to the first”

    and

    “But…
    Do you even know who you are now?”

    Lovely poem. Thanks for playing along with us at Poets on the Page.

    1. Thanks, Morgan. I’ve always struggled with it up until my dad died. That’s when I decided to do this very thing and I did begin unraveling and re-knitting myself. And I keep forgetting to tell you, I LOVE your yarnbombing your car. It’s awesome.:-)

      1. I’m glad you found a path back to your true self. Thanks, I’m having fun yarnbombing my car! I’m thinking about yarnbombing other things too, like maybe a pole in a park or some other such place that will bring color and smiles to the world. =)

        1. You should go read the Yarn Harlot’s blog. She’s an author who lives in Toronto. She writes knitting humour books. They’re fantastic and I absolutely adore her. She and a group of women yarn bomb places when they get together and she will blog about it. It’s sounds like so much fun.

  2. Happy belated Holidays to you and yours. The poem is well written and thoughtful, thank you for sharing. Honestly to me what I enjoy is knowing there is another mom out there attempting to write poetry in the middle of the chaos and tiredness.

    1. Thank you so much! I have plenty of chaos-four boys (from 19 to 4) and poetry definitely gets me through a lot of it. Though, truthfully, NOT writing poetry creates more chaos in my life. πŸ™‚

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