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First a creeping fear
The unknown peeks
Its shadowed head above the bow

In this debut year
The author finds she speaks
Of truths hidden until now

Every step she takes
One piece of her goal
Slots quiet, firm in place

Fears her heart will break
This endeavour of her soul
Now out to aΒ public space

Many months submerged
In the business side
Preparing for the stage

All these fears emerged
Commerce fighting pride
Is this freedom or a cage?

Anticipation of a voice
Heard pure across the world
If only by a generous few

Frightening, alluring choice
All the flags unfurled
Reveal depths of what we do.

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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10 Responses to Anticipation

  1. Brian Hughes says:

    Breathe deeply, and keep writing.

  2. Beautiful, powerful, thought invoking.

  3. Just keep writing….just keep writing!! ‘Cause we love it and we love you!! πŸ™‚

  4. You stop writing and I’m gonna swim to the southern hemisphere and kick your aussie butt with my dinky size 5 boots! They might be small but can be lethal LOLOL hugggs Sis xxx

    • LOLOL! I’m sure you can be! Don’t worry, this was more a musing over the fear that attends publishing a first novel, not an indication I’ll stop writing!! πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ xxx

  5. K Cutler says:

    In love with that closing line πŸ™‚

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