A Fragment Going Home

Submitted by Raine on Sat, 01/15/2011 - 14:46

 a bit of poetry bit my finger

lightly begging for a bit of attention

i shook it off and went on my way

it followed me down the vacant street

and into my own four wooden walls of space

it sat by me while I busied myself with other things

crawled on my pillow and whistled through the night

trying to find a door into my dreams

swimming in my cup of tea it

looked for an opening

slipped into my pocket and waited

for me to find it next to my favourite pen

and with surprise I scrawled a hasty line

and sent the funny thing home

 

Author's age when written
21
Genre

Comments

 I love it! So very true--a poem nags you until you finally write it down. 

I like this! Definitly true! And I liked how you explained it! Very nice!

Well done!

Write on!

"Here's looking at you, Kid"
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Write On!

This is so cute and sweet and really quite true :)

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

What's it called when you take an inanimate object or an animal and describe it as if it has a personality?

Whatever it's called, you did it enchantingly.

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief