Friday, June 19, 2015

Natasa is

Natasa is

Natasa is a verb.
She is
an enjambment, she is
the first draft.
She is an incomplete sentence,
growing as she moves about.
Never passive, she carries
a big whip.
She is a page of text,
she is 30 lines.
Natasa is revenge,
a snake, eating her tail,
a question unanswered, a paper
pretending to be new and chaste.

This is one of my How Writers Write Poetry Week 7 poems.


  1. A very emotive piece. It's all about the struggle for me.
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    1. Thank you, Marian. I struggled with the poems I wrote during the HWWP course because they constantly made me step out of my comfort zone. It was a continuous struggle and I guess it can be felt in this poem.

      Thank you for visiting my blog and keeping the spirit of NaPoWriMo alive.