we are star children


this person   me   the stuff of

me   where did it

come from   my propensities and


proclivities   habits and traits   how

much of it is me   how

much can i call my own   what


do i owe   or begrudge   my parents   why

when neither my parents nor

grandparents engaged in the arts   why   when


their genders lined-up according to

plan   or seemed to   why

am i me   better i ask why not   count my lucky


stars   wonder about you   wish upon the stars for

your happiness   and kind judgment   





Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-11-01 at 15:00

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Aw so cute!The last 4 lines made it all better :)

Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
These are interesting thoughts, otp. We relate to them, and we agree that it is better to count one's lucky stars. Yesterday we adopted an orangutan :>)

Thomas DeFreitas The PoetBay support member heart!
I don't think I've said so before, but I cherish your innovations that vestigially (and perhaps more than vestigially!) echo the sonnet form.