Unmistakable

Sometimes I’d like to unpack
my soul and watch it pour
onto the ground, mixing with the dirt
and whatever lay before me, a new me
with constituent parts
that unmistakably resemble what was
but look tough,
            simple.

Then I’d like to feel
this constituted mixture ooze
through my fingers, free of the bell jar
and doubts coming before me, now paramount,
with the confidence born
of foregoing our imposed dejection
and feel liberated,
             me.


(c) Phillip Scott

I wrote this in response to two prompts:
Christine’s Daily Writing Prompt: The Bell Jar on Go Dog Go Cafe.
dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Mindfulness

My name is Phillip. I live in North Carolina with my wife of 11 years and 3-year-old son, and at least for the next year, I’m on the right side of 40. (Both the interstate and existence, in years). I am a Tar Heel born and bred, and watch every Yankees game I can. My goal is to visit all 30 MLB stadiums in the next 10 years. I’ve been to 5 so far! Obviously I enjoy writing, but I also enjoy watching and reading sci-fi. I’m slowly attempting to finish my first novel, a “humorous” sci-fi romp which may be finished one day. I am a Doctor Who obsessive and choose Star Trek over Star Wars.

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