Is it the art or the artist
That is not good enough?
Why is it
That I only get praised for my art online?
Why is it
That I only get awards
When the judges don't know me?
Should I be defined
By how I look and act
When it comes to what I do?
Why is it
That I only get recognition
From the teachers who clearly like me
Even if I have straight As?
But I know why,
It's because of me.
And why is that?
Write a fiction or non-fiction story in poetry or prose about the lifetime of an accessory, (a bracelet, watch, favorite pair of shoes, anything you watch every day) from when you get to the time you must throw it away through this object's eyes.
To be a poet is not to write poems
No,
Most anyone can do that
Most anyone has done that
For school,
Maybe
To be a poet is to see a tree
And not just see a tree
stop.
stop running.
stop worrying.
stop everything.
drop.
drop to the ground.
drop your possessions.
drop everything.
roll.
roll anyway from the fire.
roll away from your fears.
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