November 12, 2010

i got no excuse.

i have nothing to show you today except for the inspiration i found through words. (:

"A man sees in this world what he carries in his heart."
-Johann Wolfgang van Goethe

by Naomi Shihab Nye

They said something mean about me
and didn’t notice it was mean.

So my heart wandered
into the rainy night without them
and found a canopy
to hind under.

My eyes started
seeing through things.
Like gauze.
Old self through new self.
My flexible body
went backwards
and forwards
in time.

It’s hard to describe but true:
I grew another head
with better ideas
inside my old head.

i haven't written a poem in six months. i miss writing poems. but i might've had  enough already even if i stop.

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