Words have always been my art:
They dance for me and sing for me;
They laugh for me and cry for me;
They are my paint and brushes;
They are my clay.
03 October 2013
OctPoWriMo 3 - Words From the Heart
Today, I decided to write a cinquain for the prompt that asked us to share our own story, our own journey with poetry. And, since I like to challenge myself, I added rhyme. I don't remember when I began to write poetry. I feel like I've always been a poet.