Bearing my Soul

20130407-163313.jpgDay 7 of NaPoWriMo. Prompt: I challenge you to write a poem in which each line except the last takes the form of a single, declarative sentence. Then, the final line should take the form of a question.

I am my first cry when I was born
I am nutrients my mother gave me
I am first steps stumbled
I am lessons learnt in life
I am my friends companion
I am my first kiss
I am late night dancing
I am words scribbled on a page
I am a girlfriend and then wife
I am a mother
A teacher, a councillor, a nurse
I am a face booker
A twitter tweeter, a blog reader
I am searching for answers
Wanting release from pain
I am disabled
I accept this, on a level
I am a lover of pets
A walker of dogs
I am taker of tablets
But with all these things I am
Does it really reveal the true real me?
What’s inside?
Can you really see my soul?

By Katie Haigh
(C)KatieHaigh April2013

Photo by Gemma Lees


One Comment Add yours

  1. Melanie says:

    I like that you have stayed true to the prompt it does have a drive forcing you to the question. X

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