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Patrick Frank

Patrick Frank
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Asheville, North Carolina, USA
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September 26
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I am a poet-essayist-singer-songwriter, and advocate for the poor, with a teaching and counseling background. I grew up in Florida, now live in Arden, North Carolina. I also lived in New England 20 years. I love nature, music, and poetry. I am married and we have three adult-kids between us and four grandkids! I am interfaith, leaning toward Taoist, Celtic, and Native American spirituality, and an "Obama Democrat." I am now focusing on our upcoming move (within Asheville) as well as my music and poetry-writing. I also continue to write political columns.

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FEBRUARY 7, 2012 6:40AM

I Have a Poem in Me Somewhere (poetry)

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Poetic notes, leading up to a song lyric... 

 

I have a poem in me somewhere

I have a song to sing

they have to come out

 

I've been through trauma

I have to find some way to heal

I have a fear that's hard to express

I have a lonely place

and I have spiritual doubt

 

O my life, it's been like a roller coaster

for far too many years

I've done some things I still can't believe

some things my conscience can't abide

 

yes, and I've been hurt for no reason

 there are people who love to see you hurt

those people with no conscience

those people with cold eyes

and a gaping mouth

 

but no matter what I've been through

no matter the ugly scars that will never heal

no matter the mistakes I made

no matter the times I almost died

I have a poem in me somewhere

I have a song to sing

they has to come out

a naked song, cutting to the core

of what's wrong and what's right

 

I want nothing more

than for you to understand

but in a way, I don't care at all

how you may judge me

I am not your clone

and never will be

we all have to find our own way

and no one is the Messiah

that's what I believe

 

but I also believe

we're here for a reason

that each of has a unique gift

if we only find the courage

to let it out

 

I love the mystery of you

but I also want to know you well 

and be your friend

for as long as life may last

 

I have a poem in me somewhere

I have a song to sing

they have to come out

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This poem has shaken me to my core. Never have I read a poem that, word-for-word explains how I feel deep, deep inside. The third to last stanza - wow. My assumptions, too, have been in error. And you know what I am learning? That it's okay. Lonely, but okay.
Thank you. I don't know what I would do without your words because they comfort me and make me feel I am not really This poem has shaken me to my core. Never have I read a poem that, word-for-word explains how I feel deep, deep inside. The third to last stanza - wow. My assumptions, too, have been in error. And you know what I am learning? That it's okay. Lonely, but okay.
Thank you. I don't know what I would do without your words because they comfort me and make me feel I am not really This poem has shaken me to my core. Never have I read a poem that, word-for-word explains how I feel deep, deep inside. The third to last stanza - wow. My assumptions, too, have been in error. And you know what I am learning? That it's okay. Lonely, but okay.
Thank you. I don't know what I would do without your words because they comfort me and make me feel I am not really This poem has shaken me to my core. Never have I read a poem that, word-for-word explains how I feel deep, deep inside. The third to last stanza - wow. My assumptions, too, have been in error. And you know what I am learning? That it's okay. Lonely, but okay.
Thank you. I don't know what I would do without your words because they comfort me and make me feel I am not really This poem has shaken me to my core. Never have I read a poem that, word-for-word explains how I feel deep, deep inside. The third to last stanza - wow. My assumptions, too, have been in error. And you know what I am learning? That it's okay. Lonely, but okay.
Thank you. I don't know what I would do without your words because they comfort me and make me feel I am not really
*Michelle Coulter to Songbird copied by J.P. Hart and pasted here as
you rock, dude.
J.P. Hart
February 07, 2012 07:22 AM