April 01, 2010

NaPoWriMo #1

In The Post Office

I swim.
I float in heavy water.

I am foldable,
coastal towns ripped apart.

This place is home.
This is the water,
the stars and the sky.

Secrets, whisper-words:
they belong underneath my chest.

I am home.
It's so great to start off on a high note! This took me the whole day to formulate, but everything about the writing process of this piece is just so fun.
Done with day 1!


Jessie Carty said...

i really like the stanza with whisper words. such a nice fresh image :) hurray on getting your first one done!

i took an old poem for my revision project and it turned into a story. ok. that was weird!

Danielle said...

This makes me think, I've read it a few times and I still don't know what I feel about it.

Which is a complement to the author for creating such a complex poem :)