What Poetry gave me

Thu, 04/19/2018 - 06:56 -- Emmy

To see the world as a series of comparisons

Grass like a bent straw

Sky, the color of the walls of my room

To see the walls and see only the candy coating

Of childhood Easter

Hunting for candy with my sister

Always reaching the finish line first

But never winning.

So I hold my losses inside;

Holding on to the things that hurt,

But not the things that cure.

I want to see the lighter side

To see memories in colors like silk

The silk of my dress

that I wear when the dread of femininity is lessened

To be more than is expected of me

To escape from the kitchen

I want to leave

To be in my candy-like room

To write poetry

That will let me fly

into the dizzy eclipse of my brain

On a pair of gossamer wings

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
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Comments

Emmanuel55

Amazing imagery!

Emmanuel55

Your comparisons in this poem are amazing, Emmy. You showed a mastery of language and an ability to take the reader on a vivid image. Well done!

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