Every poem is a love poem for something.
Some state it explicitly, others hide
sentiment with complaint or affection
with metaphor, suggesting objectivity
but bleeding introspection.
Let me say this clearly:
I make poems because
something wells up.
Even when it’s out of anger
or resentment , or estrangement, or revenge,
the hard words still ache of some kind of love.
I know you're aggravated right now, but "the hard words still ache of some kind of love" is a very good line. Sometimes, that has to be enough. Right?
ReplyDeleteThis one sounds like your teacher voice. I could definitely hear you in my head as if it were a lecture in creative writing.
ReplyDeleteBut I still like it. And I agree about the aforementioned very good line.
Melissa: I am a little aggravated with this challenge. I feel like I am just writing to write. Many of them don't feel very authentic, or there is only one line that feels right, but thanks.
ReplyDeleteYeah, Amanda, it's kinda like that, isn't it. Thanks.