Partially broken, I stand with my hands
Out. Hands flat waiting for the envelope.
That once they said my behaviour was bad
And thus curtailed my dreams and dashed my hope.
Sweltering day, make me believe again.
Harsh sunlight, will you let me breathe awhile?
Comfort me and shine upon me - Heaven!
Tell me, do I have a reason to cry?
Open up, slide it out, turn it over.
Read it out, do not sweat, stand back for now.
One sheet, two sheets and then there’s another
For I defy all expectations now.
And so I moved on to the degree stage,
The first generation to graduate.
About the Creator
Annie Kapur
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English Lecturer
🎓Literature & Writing (B.A)
🎓Film & Writing (M.A)
🎓Secondary English Education (PgDipEd) (QTS)
📍Birmingham, UK
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Author's Notes: I rediscovered my 1980's poetry magnets box and in it were two poems I find compelling. I recall having challenged myself to create two poems using the same set of words. These two poem are what spilled out. Which one resonates more with you, version A or B? Leave it in Comments. I'd love to know your thoughts!
By Christy Munson6 days ago in Poets
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Whew I love sonnets. Can’t write them myself but I adore this