Carry On

Carry on, through pain and sadness
when you feel pulled down with the weight.
Carry on, through triumph and joy
when the thrill threatens to take you from your path.
Carry on through failure
Carry on through rejection
those don't really matter.
Carry on by the help of friends
Carry on by helping friends
Carry on when everything around you
tells you to just give up.
Carry on when you feel like you
can no longer carry on.
And when you feel like you've arrived
at where you're supposed to be.
Don't stop.
Carry on, always, one step
further.


-Rebekah Knapke

Transform

You would sit on the sidelines
You were the silent wallflower
You were young and naive
you were nothing but a lump of potential talent

Then they adopted you
They taught you
laughed with you
Learned with you
Worked an played with you

The thrill of performance molded you
the confidence grew in you
the talent released from you
you emerged from your crumpled cocoon
slowly spread your wings,
and flew across the stage


- Rebekah Knapke

I ___ Poetry

When it's real
When it's tangible
When the words are woven on the page
not written

When it's painted
And displayed
Using images I can see
and not just written

When it's music
When it's sung
With clear tones ringing in my ears
not read

When it's unspoken
Yet provoking
Visceral and unanalyzed
not just read aloud

Then, and only then do I love poetry


- Rebekah Knapke

Itch

I feel an itch
an urge. a need.

create. express.

I must write or draw
or dance or sing.
do SOMETHING.

I glance at the clock.
No time. No time!?

I sigh. torn.
study. sleep work.
plodding on. LIFE
or LIFE?

My LIFE wins over my LIFE.


I carefully place my LIFE into
a plain cardboard box.
Saving it.
For later of course.

But still I feel the itch.
the tug. the pull.

CREATE! EXPRESS!

until.
I have to unleash the contents of
that plain cardboard box.
or the great swelling inside me
will make me
e x p l o d e.


-Rebekah Knapke