You’ve always said “you ain’t ready”
laughing as I chase your
butterflies out of my stomach.
You’ve always said “you ain’t seen
nothin’ yet” as my eyelids
are weighed down by your promises.
But today,
yes, I have today
in my open fist.
You ain’t ready.
I’ve seen old versions of you
in my past and this time,
I’m more prepared.
You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.
I dare you to mock me
with your elusiveness
chained to my tightening
fingers.
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Prompt: Write an epistolary poem — a poem in the form of a letter.
Napowrimo
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Another form prompt from Napowrimo.net! Maybe tomorrow I'll try found poetry....
Excellent way to take back your life! Great poem!
ReplyDeleteGrab it by the wind! Thanks!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful epistle. I'm glad to see a fixed form in the #30in30 every now and then. It serves as a powerful affirmation; almost a taunting so to speak to dare life straight in the eye. Love the refrain, and punctuation to keep it lively; great stops to break up the poem for the correct amount of pauses. I love the meter in the last stanza.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem! I love the part about the butterflies in the stomach and "as my eyelids are weighed down by your promises" - perfect way to describe it!
ReplyDeleteBravo!
Thank you, Beverly and Mariya! It is refreshing to "dare life" and take a stand for the future. I am glad you all enjoyed it for its intended meaning!
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