Becoming I
Becoming I i Am a romantic—willing to create In favorable fate With words that persuade Others to live unafraid A daydreamer, scribbling in the sky Wordy wings learning to fly Give me a taste of creative insanity That fulfills a wordsmith’s fantasy Evoking memories To last centuries For my generation and yours A rhyme that eternally endures i Glance at a feathered pen That time and time again Sits next to an unused typewriter Like a fearless fighter While I text talk thoughts that spin Hypnotized- falling out and in A deep, poetic feet Where passion and wisdom meet Where are my words bound? Perhaps my echo will sound Between poetic lines, two by two So much to Do! i Edit a previous version of me To set my soul free Chiseling life with a pen As I hold my heart open again Shelly Ambr