She hears from her creative voice
The other voices—loud and grim—
clamor so I can't come in—
They draw your eye, confound your ear,
make me feel unwelcome here.
My steps are light, my scent is slight—
I come to you most every night
in dreams you might remember when
you exile the others and let me in.
© 2017 Tabatha Yeatts. All rights reserved.
Jeannine Atkins has challenged us to write a poem that uses personified feeling. For more details, click HERE. Jeannine offers the following guidance to those feeling stuck:
"Maybe start with a character in motion and think of her main feeling. Then let her or him speak to Joy, Anxiety, Peaceful Nature, Curiosity, Grief, etc to set a dialog back and forth. Or here's a prompt: Happiness, where are you? — let Happiness answer."
Post your poem on our February 2017 padlet. All contributions will be included in a wrap-up celebration on Friday, February 24th, and one lucky participant will win a personalized copy of her latest novel-in-verse from Atheneum Books/Simon & Schuster: