"When I Let Go Of What I Am, I Become What I Might Be"

a poem by Keith Lumbard, UK

I fear, I've lost the meaning of my smile,
A smile, no more the smile, I care to choose,
Seems no more I, befitting of a style,
Lack all the understanding of my muse,
A sonnet V a verse, vice versa or,
Judge, do I count in syllables of ten?
Or other style lest style becomes a chore!
Such chores defy temptations of my pen,
But should the meaning of my smile, I fear,
Transpire as opportunities a boon,
No more my eager beam shall find austere,
Seduce and saturate the sweetest tune,
Once pointing south, due north, now seems to me,
When I let go of what I am, I'll be.

[A Sonnet]. I humbly submit to John Trent's Poem Title Challenge.
"When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be”

Keith Lumbard 19th August 2011

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