Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2018
shed nearly of all my clothes,
I still am not free

as a sculpture,
I would be finished and smooth

as a painting I am only beginning
to show rough impasto

i tell myself, Stay malleable, stay
37 words
Arlice W Davenport
Written by
Arlice W Davenport  M/Kansas
(M/Kansas)   
107
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems