so much has happened recently

I would always be a poet. My mother knew this because i was car park splendour. I made her hair from a metaphor for the sea. I knew i was a poet, grass fell from the shelf inside of me. I was aged 5 and i knew, i was a poet. And it was easy, holding a shoulder's bone, and it something as easy as God. My mother knew i was a poet's mistress when i came home with a wrist and said it made me feel curved. Perplexed, the leaves left my house. And i was stripped like a poet, and my dog had a nestled heart full of wine grapes, when i was eating out a face of hay and water and i knew i was a poet.

Author's Note

so. many. things
i have been commended from the foyle young poets, which is part of the poety society. i am so happy. i have let go a load of trauma. my boyfriend is still the best man in the world. i have not cut in over 7 months, this leaves me estatic.

Reviews

[Collect-Eye]

it's a brilliant poem and a brilliant plan to make Leo famous..I'll be watching this plan closely
PS congratulations..me=proud