Doubts
A Pantoum after Tamyka Bell
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1 min readAug 16, 2017
they see just the stride
unrevealing of the fear in me
but doubt coils deep inside
and I look for chances to flee
unrevealing of the fear in me
I watch out pop-eyed
I look for chances to flee
the doubts which bestride
I watch out pop-eyed
the fear never subsides
the doubts which bestride
this clutching of the insides
the fear never subsides
it overwhelms me,
this clutching of the insides
things I feel, you see,
it overwhelms me,
no matter how I hide
things I feel, you see,
I am still terrified
no matter how I hide
with doubt coiling inside
I am still terrified
but I walk with a bold stride
This poem is part of the Passing Pantoums project on Chalkboard. I borrowed a pair of lines from this pantoum:
