Facing Self-Doubt

It is still January, there is still time to revisit the resolution thing. Bobbie Troy's poems, Dear Diane (Pushcart Prize nominee), Soldier, and Merry Christmas, My Love, have touched many readers. Her words resonate. No change today as Bobbie gives us a poem many can relate to. Read it before you face your own mirror and keep its message before you as resolutions wither and die away.

Facing Self-Doubt
By Bobbie Troy

she leaped across
the bathroom rugs
like a frog on lily pads
to keep her feet
from getting cold

it was the hour
that everyone hates:
just before dawn
when yesterday's fears
have not been allayed
and today's not yet faced

she turned on the light,
looked in the mirror,
and saw it again:
the familiar sliver
of self-doubt

well, she thought
at least it's a sliver
and not a slab

then she announced to the mirror:
i will let you stay for a while,
my old friend
just to keep my ego in check

i will not, however,
let you keep me
from becoming a better writer
this year or any year

 

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