Not Quite So

Am I reawakening
Or simply re-imagined
Will I act on these play things
Or pretend this never happened
Will I lay out my heart
On the ravenous, blank page
Will I finally start to start
Or sit, stagnant, in a rage
I’ve not been myself
For quite some time now
Now, it’s time to un-shelf
The dreams that went stale, somehow
I can feel it stirring
Quite like a whirling dervish
A Cheshire cat purring
A Neverlandian skirmish
They remind me of me
From a time long ago
And as I ask if who I am now is all I’m meant to be
They say, sternly, “Not quite so.”





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