Thursday, December 10, 2009

Typical "I am" Assignment Poetry

I am determined mother bear
Clamping down on word counts
Chasing Elements of Style
In old book stores.

I am too creatie and naieve to know
Any better, blind Helen Keller of literature
Instantly intoxicated on the smell of print.

I am swimming in warm water,
Barely treading but bloating all the same –
Sleeping on it on my back, eyes shut.
No fear.

I am out of control
Tortured by the written word
And fully aware of the bloodjet.

I am Sylvia’s sister (or child)
Anxious to make black scribbles
On the blank page
Its’ blue lines tempting me
Like fancy shoes

I am a writer
Free! I am a writer. Me!

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