A grateful thank you to Jeniann Bowers for hosting me today.
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I think I’ve decided to make this week “poetry week” on my blog. I mentioned yesterday that I didn’t write much poetry after my teen years. According to the date on this one, I was still just barely 19. Poetry was the best outlet I had for my feelings and I don’t remember the inspiration for this one in particular, but I know I had moved away from all my friends and it took me a while to find my place in my new environment. I felt vulnerable, obviously. Maybe I’ll look for something more uplifting tomorrow.
Prey
In this bleak world
I am the prey
Just another victim
A casualty without a name
What makes me feel these things?
And what is it I’m feeling?
I always get knocked down
Right after I’m done healing
I could hate this world
And all the people in it
But it all comes down to me
And the way I choose to live it
That may not make it better
In fact, it feels worse
But every human pays a price
Every mortal has a curse
–Terree L. Klaes – –
October 6, 1997
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