The Story of How Her Life Became a Poem (pt 1, Abridged)

Her life was not always a poem

it was jampacked

intermittently chaotic

sprinkled with impassioned confetti

fundamentally mundane

absent requisite lyrical calling


words were ever-present allies

in retrospect, truer friends

than some cloaked in the mantle


childhood fantasies

of “I want to be famous” vintage

block printed lists

included grandiose authoring notions


attempts were penciled

plots amateurish laboriously penned

creativity doubted

drafts drifted aside


life became frenetic schedules

doctorate, diapers

career, cheerioed car

driven duty and

harried housewife hairdo


writing ambitions


scattered in whirling dervish



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