Discover me, hiding between the bookshelves
My trenches from which to peer out at the world.
Discover me, a hardback in front of my face
My shield and protector from prying eyes.
Discover me, writing as fast as the words come to mind
My pen is my sword, I’ll use it to fight.
Discover me.
Unravel me.
Reveal me.
There just might be more to me than you think.
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Hurrah! It’s the monthly fun that is dVerse Open Link, and the bar is open! Beth is tending bar today – she’s new, so be kind, and don’t tut, roll your eyes or indicate any other expressions of impatience as she learns where all the special beers and ales are kept.
This monthly get together has no theme, it is purely for us poets to offer up our creations and revel in all the offerings laid out before us. Why not join in, either be reading and commenting, or even by putting your work on show too? We don’t bite!
My offering is partially inspired by the inner life of a solitary writer, mixed up with influences from recent family history talk and many wonderful photos I was lucky enough to see last weekend, en famille.
Freya Writes... 
Love the image of you peeping out from the trenches of the bookcase. But it isn’t quite war, is it?
Did the [WWI? ] photos make you sad?
No, it’s not at all like war, I agree. It was just a strange juxtaposition in my strange imagination!
The photos were taken at various locations around where the Battle of the Somme took place. Some were very moving, like a photo of my Mum laying some family items at a Commonwealth War Grave of one of our ancestors.
nice… what we read and write def. says a lot about us… and it’s cool to discover people through their poetry
Thank you, Claudia! I often write more than I can say, face-to-face.
I love it, fast write, pen is the sword ~
Thank you!
Each stanza could easily stand on its own but together, I’d say you know yourself well.We are very much alike. I write more often than I speak and I have more confidence in the written word than those that are spoken. Well crafted.
I had a chuckle at the comment at the end. No tutting allowed! lol
Thank you, Beth. This past year of writing has certainly helped me not only understand more about myself, but accept it as well, which is even more important, I think. It’s *the* thing I have most confidence in, my writing.
Glad you enjoyed my ending comment – 🙂
I would never claim to be a writer of any distinction whatsoever, but this resonates with me and I can’t even decide which bit I like the best: pen as sword, hiding behind a book or the wish to be seen and acknowledged. Beautiful!
Thank you so much!
You’re in my favourite place, amid the books.
Mine too… 🙂
I think all writers can relate 🙂 words are so powerful. Glad to have found your poetry through d’verse 🙂
Thank you – yes, I would like to think that there is something in there for everybody. Thank you for reading and commenting!
Great teasing last line – and the hardback as a shield and protector – oh, know all about that!
Thank you!
To be there in those bookcases… and come out fighting the world with your pen…
That’s the plan! 🙂
Ha, I like this a lot … Especially the part about the pen 🙂 I can relate to hiding behind books.
Thank you 🙂
Such an intriguing challenge. I’d love to see the notes.
Always true. Never judge a book by its cover, o a reader by their book! Lovely poem #DVersePoets
Thank you! Yes, what’s on the outside is rarely a true reflection of what lies beneath….
original….keep that pen going…make a book! ~jackie~
Thank you – and that’s the plan…. 🙂
Nice. Something we writers can all relate to!
I think so… Thank you!
the joy of any treasure is the discovery…. more so with people.
Absolutely! Very well said.
Brillant! I love this one.
Thank you, Delaina.
it is good to have a swift pen..enjoyed this poem
… and frustrating when you don’t! Thank you 🙂
Great images – the ones that ties one poet to another. I am sure we all feel that we have those things in common. Well said.
Thank you, Gay. Yes, it seems I have caught many poets in a huge butterfly net! Don’t worry, I will release you all soon…! 🙂
I hate it when my pen can’t keep up with my brain. Happens a lot.
Yep, I know the feeling!
i can relate so well to this one. 🙂
Thank you – I’m glad it spoke to you!
Excellent, Freya. Vivid imagery, really easy to identify with. Vivienne (OneVoicePoetry)
Thank you!
i love hiding in the bookshelves finding literary oysters to open and enjoy.
Anna :o]
Ooh, ‘library oysters’, what a wonderful description! 🙂
The defense put up seems formidable. It is very necessary with all the abuses being directed at us! Nicely Freya!
Hank
I am trying hard this year to let down the defences a little. So far, it has been a refreshing and enlightening experience. But I still like and need to keep a little of me, for me.
Such a refreshing way to talk about the written word, and the fears involved in exposing it to the general gaze. Lovely stuff
Thank you!
Some of us, we poets of many colors, in several languages, are Type A, gregarious, & work for a whole lifetime on our performance skills, our communicative skills, & of late for me, my listening skills; my sweet wife is a great help in that department. I emulate Churchill, Twain, JFK, great conversationalists, great speechmakers, but even better writers. See what you poem has stirred up? Thanks.
I have been described as a bit of a stirrer, on occasion! I like to make the odd, quiet comment, and then stand well back (like lighting a firework!). Listening skills are very hard to cultivate, I think. Proper, active listening takes effort!
Our writing does discover,unravel, and reveal us. Enjoyed your poem.
Thank you, Sabra.
That was me, once upon a time…I’m not as hidden now, but I still love to hide in a book from time to time!
Oh yes, me too…
Very nice reveal of the inner workings of a writer.
Thank you.