I wanted to post a portion of the free-verse poem I wrote in class today, the ones we wrote on “things”. I’m not really a great poet, but I’d really enjoy the feedback!
She walks into the light of a new day
With fresh air in her lungs and weight on her back
She spreads her arms and lets the light bore into her skin
As the colours come, bountiful
Flustering, twinkling with every caress
Of a summer’s breeze
And for a few moments, she feels weightless
She flees from her home,
Taking on the skies as if they were her own
Watching the specks of humans from above
As they carry on with their messy, busy, hurried day
And as she watches from aflight, she feels weightless
This is only a portion, I’d love to come back and add/edit more. Any feedback is helpful!