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Oh how I treasure poems like this. It's rare when writing comes this easily. This poem poured out of me. I feel like it's been inside for a long time...waiting to be written. Writing moments like these are precious.  

Me

I am 
Me
tall
plump
smiling
curly-haired
Me

I read
I write
I learn
I listen
I share
I talk

for so long
I hid
behind a mask
behind expectations
behind fear

pretending
to be
who I thought
I 
should be

it was
lonely
no one
knew

I 
didn't let
them

today
I'm 
Me

some like Me
some don't

it doesn't matter

I 
am
ME
@Michelle Haseltine, 2014
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I'm so grateful for my fellow bloggers who share in my passion for poetry. Check out their blogs and their creative and amazing poems. They inspire me everyday...
Julieanne, Margaret, Leigh Anne, Mary Lee, Kevin and Cathy. 

Announcements

I am excited to announce that I will be part of the Teacher Poets Workshop led by Chris Lehman! Please stop by his blog to get details and join us virtually on Saturday. 

Yesterday, I wrote the blog post on Kirby Larson's blog. Please stop by and check it out. I'm very proud of it! Thanks!



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  1. Margaret SimonApril 9, 2014 at 6:42 AM

    I love it, so expressive and true! Feels good to accept yourself just the way you are. Congrats on being in the TeacherPoets group. I will be hanging out but not visually. Unfortunately I could not commit to all 4 days. I am disappointed but I have to accept that my family comes first, and always. I will get to see the real you!

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    1. Michelle HaseltineApril 9, 2014 at 4:16 PM

      Margaret, Thank you! I'm bummed you aren't part of the online group, but I'm glad you'll be watching! :) That will make me feel better...less nervous!

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  2. LoraleeApril 9, 2014 at 3:10 PM

    Wonderful poem!
    You are fearfully and wonderfully made! A child of the King!

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  3. CathyApril 9, 2014 at 8:03 PM

    Michelle,
    Love the shape and the rhythm of this poem. It stands tall, as I'm sure you do too. Why do we hide behind fear? It is a relief when we can move past it to become who we are.

    Cathy

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    1. Michelle HaseltineApril 10, 2014 at 4:17 AM

      Cathy, I'm glad to know I'm not the only one. Yes, such a relief! Thanks! :)

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  4. Linda BApril 9, 2014 at 9:36 PM

    Hurrah for you, so many new wonderful things happening, and now this poetry workshop! Congratulations, Michelle!

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    1. Michelle HaseltineApril 10, 2014 at 4:18 AM

      Thanks Linda! I can't wait...although I am also secretly (or not so secretly) terrified! :)

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  5. Leigh Anne EckApril 9, 2014 at 10:05 PM

    This was almost like reading your celebration post! I am not sure when you found the "real" you, but I am glad you did! Thank you for sharing that. I continue to see sparkle coming from your words!

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    1. Michelle HaseltineApril 10, 2014 at 4:17 AM

      Leigh Anne, Thank you! You always have the nicest things to say! "Sparkle coming from my words"?!?! Wow! :)

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