I am made of... A Self Portrait poem

Hope

I am made

Of precious and delicate things

Secret things I know nothing about

Chemical reactions I cannot acknowledge

Keep me breathing

Heart beating

Against goosebumped skin

The red and white blanket wrapped around

Long legs crisscrossed on my favorite white chair

The few and favorite things

vessels of my yearning

I am made

Of spirit soaked water

Hair streaked with sunshine and chlorine

Chemicals that make me insanely sane

Thrifted and found items I drag around the world

Longings and long hair that are trimmed and chopped

Grown and a long gown of white

Whispers to me I will be a lovely sight

Someday

When all is made new

I prefer linking arms to be closer to you than

holding sweaty hands

Hanging onto each other's hearts

I am made

Of real and raw things

Messy things with ideas taped on

Scattered around the room of my heart

Broken things with tear stained cheeks

Tears that reminisce of rainy dull days

I am made

Of sunshine

A soul worn as skin

Freckled and scratched

Wrinkled and soft

Blemished and beautiful

A soul-skin that will soon be made radiant

I am made

Of Hope.

photo credit: Hannah Curran