POEM STARTER
Write a poem in which every line begins with the first letter of your name.
While this isn’t a conventional poetic form, it is interesting to play around with constraints. See how many words connect to your name!
How?
How can the very brain I was born into hate the way it operates?
How can the very body that was always destined to carry my soul, hate the way it looks?
How can the very face that is a representation of all those before me, who have shared a love so deep, despise the eyes that allow it to see the greenest of trees?
How can the very hands that have held the dearest of faces, break the skin of its palms in a hopeless plea?
How can the very arms that have held precious children in its deep embrace, be covered my constant reminders of an anger fueled blade?
How can someone who sees nothing short of disgust within themselves, see only divine beauty in everyone else?