You don’t even know my name

If I were a secret
people would look after me
try to hide me
whisper about me

If I were a secret
I would draw attention
I’d be cherished
I’d be held

If I were a secret
you’d want to know
everything about me
you’d keep me for yourself
you’d never let me go

But I’m not
I’m out in the open
you walk all over me
yet you never notice me
you don’t even know my name

You willingly share me
with everyone who happens to be
at the same place
at the same time

You move forward
without ever looking back
trusting there will always be
another
wherever you go

You don’t even know my name

From today’s prompt on #NaPoWriMo.net I picked up upon ‘compelling repetitive effects’. Or, at least on repetitive effects – if it’s compelling that’s up to you 🙂

I’m not sure how to introduce this poem, other than that I love it: https://thesilentcacophony.wordpress.com/2018/04/19/glopowrimo-19-30/. It feautures freckles and faucets, both in unexpected ways.

#That’s #NaPoWriMo day 19 done. Outside, in the morning sunshine. Have a good day everyone!

You don't even know my name

by Angela van Son


 

4 thoughts on “You don’t even know my name

  1. Pingback: NaPoWriMo / GloPoWriMo 2018 – Day 19 – “Quiet Me Of What I Know” by David Ellis | toofulltowrite (I've started so I'll finish)

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