I was six
when I was first betwixt
by a world of words
and heartfelt tellings.
Poetry became
my enchanted castle,
the fairy tale
that just quite wasn't.
The first poem I read
was about the Banana man,
and how he would live
and die as such.
And as my body grew
so I fell deeper
in love with these
sometimes forgotten wordsmiths.
Each day I fall a little more,
as I read your words,
your little crafts
of feelings.
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 8:04 AM UTC
I was six
when I was first betwixt
by a world of words
and heartfelt tellings.
Poetry became
my enchanted castle,
the fairy tale
that just quite wasn't.
The first poem I read
was about the Banana man,
and how he would live
and die as such.
And as my body grew
so I fell deeper
in love with these
sometimes forgotten wordsmiths.
Each day I fall a little more,
as I read your words,
your little crafts
of feelings.
