Inspiration from Carl Sanburg’s Grass
I am the wind
That rustles the leaves
On the ground
As the man starts on the
Hunt.
The man grabs
At the women and holds her.
I am the wind
That covers her screams
The man strips and hits
The women and tackles
Her to the ground
I am the wind that shoves
The leaves in the air
And covers their scene
The man rapes
And beats her.
I am the wind
With no eyes to tell
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| unsure ? | 0 | 07/20/2009 |
| NATE | 0 | 07/10/2009 |
| Inspiration from Edgar Lee Master’s | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| Inspiration from Claude McKay’s | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| Inspired from Paul Laurence Dunbar | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| Inspiration from Carl Sanburg’s Grass | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
| Inspiration from William Carlos Williams’ | 0 | 05/30/2009 |
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