I tried to be quiet
dressed in a sweater
knitted in silence,
but it didn’t fit.
I felt like I was
dressed for my
own funeral,
lain joyless in
a coffin made
from planks
of conventional.
I am noise and life,
giggles and spontaneity.
I don’t want to be
anyone else.
I just want to be me.
© Copyright Susie Clevenger 2010
3 comments:
crisp language and great use of metaphor. bravo!
lovely piece.
http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/10/poetic-reflection-week-8-on-six.html
posted your response here,
thanks for the talented skills and for sharing part of yourself with us.
pay a visit if you wish, welcome to poetry picnic week 9 this Sunday.
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