If She Were
If she were a cuticle
she’d be bleeding
If she were road kill, she’d be
half in a crow’s belly
This country
These headlines
The prospects, so bleak
She’s dog tired
Bone weary
Dog bone busted
© 2016 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
ABC Wednesday is on the letter “I” and seems to be pointing toward writing one’s own life. Strange to write these thoughts in the third person; yet, to claim all this as mine feels like defeat.
I am hopeful, but this reality is taking its toll…
Peace, Amy
Corner Shelf Onstage
Young: First round on me
Stay ‘til last call
Partied hard,
some success
Now: Wiser,
ready for rowdiness, revolution
Dichotomy:
Shy, depressed or
Manic, obsessed with
peace, poetry, politics,
my past
And always singing…
© 2012 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
For the whimsically titled Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, the challenge was to write a poem about yourself in 35 words or less. Peace, and please do come to the Garden – you’ll meet interesting poets and photographers and other artists!
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