Walking Lascaux
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six feet tall and rising
I am so much taller than my past
I’m so taller than the shadows it casts
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many have had opinions on what I should be
many have an opinions on whats right for me.
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I am so much taller than my past
I’m so taller than the shadows it casts.
because I follow my own opinions
of whom I am to be.
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Walking- metallic Lascaux (a revision)
Chris, I love that first line of your poem; taller than your past. I never thought of it that way. Once again you are dead on.
thanks cherished.
I have recently noticed that I remember some the events, people, etc of the past…,as if they were looming giants.
once I got beyond that, I really my own personal growth to today.
that inspired the first couple of lines.
this was great! sounds like an affirmation of sort… to be repeated until it’s believed… because, it is obvioulsy true. I like the taller version of you in the here and now.