Comments on: Write a poem that begins with the word “I”

By: Rosemary Nissen-Wade

Rosemary Nissen-Wade — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 11:24:07 +0000

I Want

I want a little car
that could follow me like a dog.
I like to walk, I need to walk,
but sometimes I walk too far
and then it would be handy
if my car was right at heel
gutter crawling slowly on a lead.

I could ride home happy
sitting at the wheel
as if it needed driving,
my clever little car.
Iâ€™d feed it oil and petrol
give it a drink of water
and put it to bed in the garage.

I wonder if it would come
if I whistled?

By: Rosemary Nissen-Wade

Rosemary Nissen-Wade — Sat, 26 Sep 2009 11:16:20 +0000

Thanks, Leah. You and everyone are welcome. I just enjoy good poetry!

And I too am grateful to John for providing this opportunity every year. My writing also benefits from it.

By: J.C. Hewitt

J.C. Hewitt — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 19:28:01 +0000

you are certainly welcome leah. It has been great having you contribute.

By: Leah

Leah — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 00:34:27 +0000

Most of my poems are at least half-fictionalized, actually. Often I’ll write from a character’s point of view. Some of my best are undoubtedly authored by guys (in my head). I tend to write from a guy’s POV in stories, so this makes sense.

I’d also like to thank you, John, for doing this project. It makes my writing, including my stories, much better, and is a relief amid all the math homework I’m suffering through. And thanks to Rosemary for all her support to everyone.

By: Leah

Leah — Fri, 25 Sep 2009 00:25:46 +0000

I have never cast the die of my thoughts
Upon another’s eye
I just don’t have the luck.

Better for them to find me someday,
A bird singing in a faraway cave,
Than shoot me down as I seek flight
On blackened wings, once white.
I’ll curl them about me to sleep through day
Until starlight makes everything dark.
Whole and beautiful, a canvas
For their light, these scattered words
From battered self.

By: sheer

sheer — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 19:44:03 +0000

I thought I knew

I thought
you will understand
what I am going through
I actually believe
You will take my side
Never mind what they say
Against me to you

I thought
You will believe
Without having to explain
I actually assumed
You will be on my side
Never mind damning proof
To the contrary

I thought
I knew you
Or at least I thought
You know me
But then I realize
I am asking the
Impossible

I thought I knew you
I thought you knew me
But then again
I once thought the
World was flat
And tooth fairy
Existed.