It’s been a little while since I jumped onto the poetry train, but I wanted to share something.
I didn’t write this. My sixteen year-old daughter did for a class and she gave me permission to share. She was told to write a poem using a picture from a famous photographer and she used this one from Gianluca Nespoli. (If you have time, visit his website. It’s a wonderful place filled with incredible images!)
She got me–moved me to tears with this one. 🙂
Pale locked face
Footsteps clicking in the corner
Of my word explosive mind.
What was I thinking when I laid here
What was I thinking when I committed
Myself to a life of silence.
Never breathing a word
Letter for letter.
The perfect Life
I never have to explain myself.
Regret a thousand miles long.
You wanted the words I could never speak.
I tried so hard to show you
But that’s not what you wanted.
You wanted me to break it all for you.
To snap what I’ve had going for so long.
To see my white face wiped off.
For the gloves to be gone.
You wanted to be the only thing.
And I tried.
But I failed
Because when I tried
to choke the words back up..
I’ve forgotten how to use my mouth.
For conversation to spill out of it.
It’s been far too long since I could.
And you left.
I laid here and waited to die,
Come back to me my love.
I’ll remember somehow.
I’ll risk it all for you.
I took the gloves off.
Come wipe the white off my face.
I’ll speak the world for you.
Take a ride on Rhian’s Poetry Train!