Tuesday, April 14, 2009

NaPoWriMo Day 13: Where Do You Come From?

I come from mountains
so close I can taste them.

I come from the valley
in between that swallows me.

I come from rock cliffs
that my nose bumps against,

walls that get closer and closer.
I come from hills of ideas rising.

I come from the exclamation
points of trees in a forest of words.

4 comments:

Elizabeth said...

i really like "the exclamation points of trees in a forest of words." You give such a strong sense of place in this poem.

sarah said...

I like this, so evocative.

Erin Davis said...

"exclamation points of trees in a forest of words..." Marvelous!

watermaid said...

You are a creature of the earth then. :)

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