What Poetry Taught Me
Poetry taught me
To use my own words.
To space them out
Holdthemin
To make them
Jump across the page!
Or stay in one place.
To make people laugh,
Cry,
Dance,
Scream,
Or sit there,
Numb,
To
Form
Cool Shapes
Like Tiny Pyramids
Or keep it simple.
Poetry taught me to say what I believe in
And give myself the confidence
To let my voice out.
Poetry taught me to cower in fear,
Be free to show the world why I am afraid,
Or Jump With Joy
When I’m Happy!!!
Poetry taught me that there are no boundaries in anything.
I
Can
Stretch
My
Words
To
Show
I
Am
Flexible
I
Can
Make
My
Words
Run
Down
The
Page
Like
Tears.
This isn’t strict prose. I don’t have to feel shut down. My poem is my free space.
I can do what I like, make what I like,
And everyone else can, too.
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