My Words

This poem was inspired in my poetry class!

My Words

By

Rhonda Davis

Those that know me say

“Girl you should write,” so

I water my words all

Through the night.

I prune them and feed them and

Slenderize their

Fat,

Sometimes they pop up in my dreams so

I awake to ponder that.

Then,

I push them through my

Pen and say, “I'll write that today.”

I constantly wonder how to fill your 

Need to read, and still

Stay pleased in my own ease.

Should I care what you hear coming

From my pen, should I lay it on

Thick or water it down thin?

Is my intent on your mind when

You read my lines or can you

Capture the flow into your own space and time?

You see, once I write it and send it out

There, my intent should no longer matter,

My words are now a gift,

A shawl or a hat,

For you to wear.

So do me a favor, as you read my lines, for

A moment embrace them as yours,

And no longer mine.