Blossoming

Personality

escapes me

when I am in a throng.

Sparkling wit

eludes me

I sing no clever song.

Like a timid

little violet

I shrink into the gloom

when my presence is required

in a crowded room.

-

Ah, but when

I am with poets

I then take center stage

and as we

read together

page by page by page

suddenly I come alive,

my face begins to shine

and I become

a part of

the poet's world sublime!

-

I fear no

condemnation,

I feel no sense of dread

nio more at a loss for words

I say what must be said.

No more a shrinking violet

hiding in the gloom

I stand tall

and very proud,

I have achieved full bloom.