Drawing on Emotion
Sometimes I think I am a stone
A person too simple to like,
I thought emotions were like froth
Surging up, not buried alone
Beneath infertile gound, I strike
With a shovel, yet can't sunder,
I can't even shoulder my phone
So I don't question what my psych
Brunt as it is says about me,
I wish I could be Hercules
Strong enough to feel what is me
By Brandy Reeves
Brandy,
ReplyDeleteI see you were in the same wordie word bank as me and I must say touche'. Excellent job! I am in awe of your work and that you gave me such a great critique.
Pamela