Conscious fills with memories,
of such great deeds I dared to do;
courageous thoughts are just a tease,
before anxiety strikes, right on cue.
Self-confidence is like a seed,
just waiting for the heavy rain;
brainwaves lay patiently in need,
for Adrenalin to ease the pain.
When I aim to set goals higher,
I let the anguish of this thought remain,
for bad memories of failures prior,
will haunt me more than once again.
What I need to say, and what I think,
seems contradictory and unreal.
My thoughts and words are not in sink,
so what……, that’s no big deal!
To speak out boldly in front of people,
is to go where many I know will not.
Public speaking is like climbing a steeple,
you know when you’ve reached the top.
By combining Poetry into a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.
A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY
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See how this and other poems play a part in the Story 'Finding Harvey’, crafting another dimension of creative writing = 3D-Poetry.