National Poetry Month

Week 4 of a Poet's Time Travel Journey . . .

It’s Week 4 of National Poetry Month!

I’ve been having so much fun going through all of my old poetry! This week, I chose a handful of my shorter poems that are my favorites. All of these were written between the ages of 14-20 years of age.

Here they are! And in the meantime—do you write poetry? Have you ever looked back at things you wrote a long time ago and see them in a new way? If so, share in the comments if you’d like!

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Hot Shot

Three dollars in my pocket,

The heat is hot today.

One hundred degrees and

Rising.

But the wind is cold,

Where you stand,

On your mountain.

I look up to see you.

But you ignore my call.

Maybe you are just,

Too high

To hear.