A poet I am

This I know

I do not sleep well

I toss I turn

Until I find the words

This I know

The words will stir

A need to be set free

To find their way in the world

This I know

Words torment me

Release me

I must reflect

For this I note

Thoughts compel

This I know

I may walk alone

But never be lonely

For words are my companions

Spilling out they compose

Poetry

-Camille Delaquise

This poem appears in RISE, Camille’s second contemporary poetry collection. A poet I am reflects on poetry as both burden and companionship — portraying language as an insistent inner force that disturbs, consoles and ultimately gives shape to solitude.


This poem is available as a contemporary poetry print on textured recycled card.

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