Exercising the craft—April 22, 2013

Prompt: Write a poem of fourteen lines. Instead of using the first person (I), use only the second person (you.)

http://www.pw.org/writing-prompts-exercises

I know you.

You fill the fissures in my confidence

With your tendrils of doubt.

Those tendrils creep into my heart.

They curl around my fragile sense of talent

And squeeze.

Suddenly I find myself in the corner.

Cowering; crying;

Wondering if I have anything of value to give.

And fighting.

Fighting those tendrils.

Clawing at them.

And dragging them back through the fissures

To reclaim myself for another day.

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