I Am A Writer

Now it is official. I am most definitely a writer. I have a new space to write in, with a desk, a new lamp, all of my books, computer, pens, pencils, paper..., my own space to work! Now I really feel like a writer. I even have some inspiration for a new poem, so I'm eager to get started!

Only A Dream

Only A Dream

I open my eyes
so angry at you
for leaving
Angry that you
would make me
take the wheel
while spinning
out of control

Leaving me
all alone
on this dark
elevator
Up and down
searching
everywhere
but
you are
gone

I know
what you want
but
I'm not ready

I still
have a story
or two
to tell

The days
turned into
weeks
then months
It will only
be a few
you said

I'm angry at
him too
The bastard
left me
with handmade
costumes
unworn

It's all okay
I lied
and never
cried

I was
Swimming
in lake water
with no bottoms
and having to run
to a place that wasn't
my home
You weren't there
and sometimes
Oh, sometimes...

I still

feel

naked

Angela Minard 2008