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So, another piece of poetry. I wrote this as a part of a challenge on allpoetry (the site where I post pretty much all of my stuff); basically, you were given a title, and had to write a poem around it.
Here's my entry:
Favors for Favors
It was the only thing to do, I thought--
and I'm a self-professed
master at thinking--
so I watched you speak
with fervor.
The only thing to do,
as a girl in love with words,
but terrified of using them.
And I would hate to interrupt
when you so love hearing yourself speak.
Did you think
I loved my thoughts
and silence?
"Independence runs through your veins,"
I wanted to say, but couldn't--
for not even silence can control you.
The only thing, to grant
your silently demanded favor,
while you thought you granted mine.
I'm working on a very political poem right now, but it's kinda slow-going. I know what I'm trying to say, but I'm still really working out how exactly I'm going to say it. I like what I have so far, though.
Here's my entry:
Favors for Favors
It was the only thing to do, I thought--
and I'm a self-professed
master at thinking--
so I watched you speak
with fervor.
The only thing to do,
as a girl in love with words,
but terrified of using them.
And I would hate to interrupt
when you so love hearing yourself speak.
Did you think
I loved my thoughts
and silence?
"Independence runs through your veins,"
I wanted to say, but couldn't--
for not even silence can control you.
The only thing, to grant
your silently demanded favor,
while you thought you granted mine.
I'm working on a very political poem right now, but it's kinda slow-going. I know what I'm trying to say, but I'm still really working out how exactly I'm going to say it. I like what I have so far, though.