Cartography (revisited)

A poet can only speak

Truth of their own life

The highest compliment

Is be told

Our explosive rush of words

Resonates for someone else

Our trembling unveiling

Of our deepest selves

Has touched the

Secret depths of another


Writing poetry is

Inherently solitary

A reflective


Walk into the wilderness

Of our own hearts and souls

Full of unexpected detours

Buried memories


Hidden hunter’s snares


Unanticipated crossroads

That we must stand before

And make a choice

To embrace one of our truths

At the expense of another


I am constantly learning

And relearning

My own inner terrain

Trying to map

This ever shifting landscape

Create a guidebook

To document this poet’s journey

Share my small truths

With the world


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