Letting Go
Blanche Kabengele
About the Author
Blanche Kabengele is the author of Conjugal Relationships of Africans and African Americans, and Quiet as it’s Kept, Me too, and other Poetic Expressions of Life! Holds a doctorate from the University of Cincinnati’s College of Education. Has poems published in The Prose Poem, Willawa, The Woolf and the WAYE.
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Letting Go
I was up high looking down, looking back, which really is the same thing.
I was as one blindfolded being led to an unnecessary end.
I was in a place where I couldn’t get out, a place that had no door to hold a lock.
I was about to jump off.
I was a wanna be poet harassed by blank pieces of paper.
I was like an empty vase that once held imagination.
I was taking ten minutes to count to twenty, to sharpen the point, and like a baby, had to crawl before beginning my independence.
I was where I should not have been, searching for where the wind goes taking the tail end of a rainbow in its mouth, which even the blind knows better than consider just what an eye can see as truth.
I was becoming beholding to a fool, contemplating who is the bigger fool, the fool, or the one who follows.
I wasted time caring about what they thought, what they said about me,
I was enrolled in a mistaken identity wearing clothes, but naked for all but me to see.
I was a cat unravelling thread, playing peek a boo with life at night at daylight.
I was a narrator narrating one hell of a narrative, telling a story—or its alternate a lie, which can also be a story.
I was-