03-13-2016, 05:08 AM
(02-15-2016, 09:02 AM)mlund Wrote: Every strand of her hair was out of place
and she stepped on every crack.
Her curves were in the wrong places
and her voice came out in rasps.
She avoided every surface
made of glass, and people too. painting a picture of a self conscious woman who strides carefully
Anything that reflected
what she thought she really knew.
But one day as she stood
on the edge of a river, calm
Her eyes flowed like streams
and her hands shook like palms trees... or...?
As she suddenly caught a glimpse
of what she never dared to see;
A beautiful shard of chaos instead of chaos, put yourself in the poem. find a "something metaphorical" literal object in that stream that
and said, "This is Me". you can relate to this poem. there are things i could say, but this is Your writing and i feel you can find the inspiration within yourself. otherwise beautiful poem about a damaged woman accepting who she is. <3