A note before you read: this poem is a walk on the lighter side, and the photo is one of my favorites. I shot it outside the Alabama Theater on a weekend stay-cation with my sister. We happened upon a ballet recital, and I fell in love with this shot with the little girl posing for her reflection in the window. I hope you don’t find the poem too cheesy because I kind of like it, and it’s fun to read out loud. :~)
“She Has Poetry inside Her”
She has poetry inside her-
She is grace personified.
She has poetry inside her-
Her every move is rhyme.
Hyperbole becomes her:
Her eyes contain the sun.
Mere quatrains cannot hold her;
Syntax has met its match.
She laughs in staccato iambs;
She cries in falling meters.
Her voice is an apostrophe to beauty;
Her very smile connotes paradox.
She has poetry inside her-
Her mere expression its release.
Mabbat 