Nov 2018
Like a lovely beast
poetry devoured me.
With its sharp tongue it cut me,
leaving its poetic scares.
It moved into the darkest places
lighting a blaze egger to spread
beyond my imagination.
It overflowed the rim of my cup,
slowly flooding the pages you read.
My lips once dehydrated and chapped, now my thirst has been quenched
by the need to write.
Poetry devoured me transforming
me into a poetic format.
© 2018 By Amanda Shelton
poetry devoured me.
With its sharp tongue it cut me,
leaving its poetic scares.
It moved into the darkest places
lighting a blaze egger to spread
beyond my imagination.
It overflowed the rim of my cup,
slowly flooding the pages you read.
My lips once dehydrated and chapped, now my thirst has been quenched
by the need to write.
Poetry devoured me transforming
me into a poetic format.
© 2018 By Amanda Shelton
I am going to work on a project. I am going to write a book called Ashen Rose Darkly Written, Between The Weeds Grow My Poetic Roots. I am going to look for free self publishing websites. Wish me luck. ♥️
(37/F/Bakersfield California)
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