|Sometimes I think, do I write as a woman?
Are my thoughts so different?
What concerns woman and not men
Do they have a gravitas I do not?
Is the world I experience
The search for truth
To flay a heart and dissect a thought
Should I be remote, detached as a diary?
Where do my thoughts sit
What else save love and loss to expect
Am I not serious in my journey?
Is there a scale I know not of?
Are all the challenges reserved for men?
To pontificate to helpless women
Or is the emotional turmoil in poetry
A commonality of the writing process?
So in consideration I shall continue
And explore the frontiers of being human
Disregard the doubts
And write, simply because I must
untitled is © Mary Cecil