I wrote this a couple of years ago. I don't like being told what to write, so I decided to write about that. The italicized words are the ten vocabulary words I used. Plz let me know what you think.
Not My Own
I write this poem
not as an assignment,
but to express,
my distress
at being handed some
random words, and told,
plain and bold,
to write a poem
with ten of them.
But those words.... they are
Not my own.
Words I’d expect a person half
my age to know; I laugh.
Are you serious?
These words are limp and sun-bleached.
They are dilapidated.
They are muddy, and wilted,
only forging a tunnel
to the wicker basket that will
lock me inside a poem
Spoken with a voice.... that is
Not my own.
So I blink,
and think,
that instead of
writing a
creepy poem of toxic lies
covering my real thoughts,
Why not speak of
those words that do not belong?
Making my thoughts
heard, and, caught
within them, will be
those words.... that are
Not my own.
Not My Own
I write this poem
not as an assignment,
but to express,
my distress
at being handed some
random words, and told,
plain and bold,
to write a poem
with ten of them.
But those words.... they are
Not my own.
Words I’d expect a person half
my age to know; I laugh.
Are you serious?
These words are limp and sun-bleached.
They are dilapidated.
They are muddy, and wilted,
only forging a tunnel
to the wicker basket that will
lock me inside a poem
Spoken with a voice.... that is
Not my own.
So I blink,
and think,
that instead of
writing a
creepy poem of toxic lies
covering my real thoughts,
Why not speak of
those words that do not belong?
Making my thoughts
heard, and, caught
within them, will be
those words.... that are
Not my own.