I’m Not A Poet

Free Verse 1 Minute

I’m not a poet. But I am a writer.
I do not write intricately. I write.
I do not express beautifully.
Nonetheless, my soul speaks.
I feel and perceive other things,
other than found love, lost love,
Betrayal, Hate, Passion, and such.
All worthy pleasures or displeasures.
I can’t avoid what I see.
Especially facial expression,
or pitches in the voice, or body language.
Particular pauses, eyes of doubts–
in between the line insults.
My facial expressions.
Subtle lies, deliberate ones.
Insecurities, spitefulness, or the like.
Why? I don’t know why.
It’s not a good thing–
Nothing to be proud of.
No one truly knows much.
Because the heart is complex–
And it is deceiving, our emotions temporary.
So, instead, I whistle a few notes away.
And away, all the thoughts go.

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Hi, welcome to Ana's blog. Ana is a Xennial, born and raised in California. She is interested in creative writing, news, sports, and entertainment. Ana is a graduate of UC Irvine with a Bachelor of Arts in English, in 2013. She received a Master of Arts in English at Azusa Pacific University, in 2017. A few fun facts: Ana is a fan of soccer (football). Her favorite player is Cristiano Ronaldo, and her favorite teams are Real Madrid and Liverpool. She's learning French. She speaks fluently both English and Spanish. And the first book she read as a child was the Bible in Spanish. Lastly, she's writing her first book, and she hopes to publish it soon. It's a fantasy (psychological) with Christian themes novel. All rights reserved ©anaprose.com 2022/23

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