Let it be said of me,
“She was open, like a book.”
& like a book,
Some people can’t get much
Further than page 1.
I am a poem-volume
Amidst documents of war;
The thrill explorers felt as
Their schooners left the shore.
One day I’ll be a Favorite Book
Read ‘neath the setting sun.
For now, I’ll stay true to myself
And whisper my page 1.
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11 thoughts on “Prologue”
I like the recurrence of page 1.
Thanks for the comment! Yeah I’m not usually as poetic as this but I liked how this one turned out!
There are days I have that Page 1 feeling!! Thankfully they are interspersed with chapters!
That is a great sequel poem for this—the chapters! Thanks for the comment!
skillfully, playfully woven words. Page 1 is where the reader gets hooked :)
Go ahead and start to write.
Sometimes writing seems like the hardest thing in the world to do…
Thanks for the comment!
I love this! It’s a great metaphor, and I relate to it.
It’s a miracle that I came up with it, poetry isn’t my forte hehe. Thanks for the comment!
“I will never write enough” speaks volumes. Cheers.
I can’t think of any other way to describe my lifelong crisis :)