and i say to my fingers, type me a pretty song.
and i say to my heart: rave on.
I used to be a poet once.
I used to fashion my words on paper,
their letters making shapes across the pages.
Fourteen and Fifteen created poetry like a leaking faucet
so by Sixteen I was parched
and I thought my poet days were over.
I’ve forgotten how easy it is to fall in love again.
Poetry is less about writing
and more about feeling.
Poetry is raw with emotion.
Poetry is angry and sad and jubilant and glorious
and everything in between.
And I know
If I’m not willing
I’m not willing