"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

I Tried To Be Quiet

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


Gerry Boyd said...

crisp language and great use of metaphor. bravo!

The Gooseberry Garden said...

lovely piece.

Morning said...

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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