Me

We were encouraged to write a poem about ourselves for a class (Not the battle scars mentioned are not from self harm)

Her skin pale as snow

Blue eyes all aglow

Red hair falling in waves

Brushing the battle scars of the brave

Black was the color she made her own

In her face her spirit of mischief shown

Legs that could go on for days

Her hair trailing down a million different ways

Her nail polish chipped

Lipstick gone from the Diet Coke she continually sipped

Her rhythmic walk as a floating cloud

Bold and brash, even her silence was loud

I know her so well, don't you see

Because the girl you read about is me

Author's Note

In one of my classes today my teacher encouraged us to write a short poem describing ourselves best we could. This was a bit awkward to write as I usually only write about abstract, surreal or things that happened to others

Just thought I would share this. Any and all opinions welcome

Reviews

[PonoEllis]

nice, interesting thing ya teacher asked of ya

[Jamestown]

Really cool piece I truly enjoyed the turn around at the end!
Well written and b-blessed

[Death's Poet]

Thank you so much James!