I'm not a Poet
Day 8: " In his poem, “ Poet, No Thanks ,” Jean D’Amérique repeats the phrase “I wasn’t a poet” multiple times, while describing other things that he instead claims to have been. In your poem for today, use a simple phrase repeatedly, and then make statements that invert or contradict that phrase." I'm not a Poet I'm not a poet. I'm a woman whose world unwraps itself Piece by beautiful piece, Revealing its true nature shyly Like the heart of a onion. I'm not a poet. I'm a wife with love as deep as the ocean Riding waves of joy and frustration Bobbing along on the tide of commonplace Warming myself on your shore. I'm not a poet. I'm a mother and grandmother as fierce as a tiger, Soft as dough rising in a cream ceramic bowl, Constant as the sun appearing in the morning, Proud as a peacock, true as time. I'm not a poet. I'm a sister whose thoughts fly over the miles Shrinking the distance till we stand side by side, Two branches split f...