An Open Book

Esther Spurrill-Jones
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readFeb 22, 2018

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“A side view of an open thick book” by Jazmin Quaynor on Unsplash

I am not an open book
Though I wish that I could be.
I am not an open book:
A part of me is all you see —
The rest is hidden deep inside.
Though I wish that I could be
Fearless, blazing with my pride,
Keeping safe means showing little;
The rest is hidden deep inside.
I am often in the middle;
I am here and I am me.
Keeping safe means showing little
But, more and more, I find I need
To fling wide open all the doors.
I am here and I am me.
One day I’ll be free to soar,
But I am not an open book.
I’ll fling wide open all the doors;
But now, I’m not an open book.

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Esther Spurrill-Jones
Poets Unlimited

Poet, lover, thinker, human. Poetry editor at Prism & Pen.