Yellow Wallpaper

February 1, 2010
By Cchii_Ryou BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
Cchii_Ryou BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
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Seldom do I find myself ordinary
Haunted perhaps
A strange ghostliness
Little hated things
Like windows
Exhaust me outrageously

Evenings are fretful rings of moonlight
Faded eyes are at the gate
Whitewashed weakness
False relief lies in the shaking improper woman
As she smoothly creeps over

At the head of the stairs
Heavily she breathes
Mindless to the extreme
She climbs
Eyes white

She laughs at me
For now I am the one behind the paper

The author's comments:
I wrote this for a school project. The assignment was to take words out of the story "The Yellow Wallpaper" and create your own poem. Though I found the words else where, it is STILL my poem.

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