Tested
I am tested, tempered, but not tamed
I am solemn, shook, but not silenced
I was hit, harmed, but not harnessed
I am cut, in crisis, and without counsel
I was bent, boxed in, and without backup
But I made it out
I made it back
I will make it through
4-22-19
I have been writing more lately. Here is a short poem that focuses more on rhyming than on meter. I like how poems with internal rhymes sound. I haven’t written many, I may try to write more soon.
Failing at Haiku 