Off the Shelf

So, I haven’t written any poetry in a very long time. This morning, I wanted to write something, anything. So I sat down and wrote a poem. It’s a short one, but it’s something to get the ball rolling and keep me engaged with writing.

 

 

It’s been a while

Since I’ve sat down,

I came down from the clouds

Had to be on the ground.

 

I had to grow

And become an adult,

To learn their ways,

But not join the cult.

 

I had to keep my freedom,

Write for myself,

Take my creativity

Down off the shelf.

 

It keeps me going,

It keeps me alive,

So that I may live,

Not simply survive.