Monday's Poem: All of Me Tall

All of Me Tall

I'm not small,

Not small at all.

From the down of me

To the up of me,

I'm all-of-me tall.

                             Anne Knowles

Monday's Poem: On the Other Side of Broken Me

On the Other Side of Broken Me

On the other side of broken me,

I see what I am going to be.

A doctor, a nurse, a strawberry grower,

A builder, an artist, a round-the-world goer.

Hitting a ball or walking on Mars,

Cooking or swimming or fixing up cars.

Fighting a fire, singing, teaching,

Caring for animals, writing, or preaching.

Anything!  Anything!  Something I love!

Rocks or math or turtle doves.

Anything!  Anything I want to be!

Hiking the hills or sailing on seas.

On the other side of broken me,

Someone is calling to broken me.

I'm listening.  It's me!  It's me calling me!

I'm telling myself to keep holding tight,

To follow myself with all of my might.

                                     Anne Knowles