All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Mixing Metaphors
November 14, 2014
Unspoken words wait in my head,
(under the stifled silence of soundless tears,
dire dreams.)
Nothing
stops my manic mind
as I jot down gibberish and
write down rhymes.
Too focused on the flow
of words
to remember,
spelling still matters.
Finally, the syllables, they fall,
melt off my tongue like creamy caramel,
drip onto a blank canvas of infinite possibilities
mold into metaphors and
fold into phrases,
Appear out of the deepest corners of my mind.
They appear like fragrant flowers,
slowly form,
‘til they bloom.
© Grace K., Port Washington, NY
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.