Hey guys, so this is one of my newest poems for my poetry/creative writing class, it doesn’t really have a title, but it is an imitation poem of Emily Dickinson’s poem, “My Life has stood a Loaded Gun”. Please feel free to comment. Enjoy!
I am Mother Nature’s brain,
Controlling all she feels.
If I am happy or I am sad,
she unleashes me to the world./
I smile to make the sun appear,
and shiver to make it cold.
Yet when I tell her I’ve had enough,
she merely gives a sigh./
The raindrops mask the tears I hide,
the winds echo my screams.
The value of one’s brain today
is falling at the seams./
When will I get my day to shine,
she pretends I do no work.
Without my thoughts she
could not feel, and the world would fall apart./
Yet I am trapped within her head,
runaway I cannot do.
My thoughts are tired and I am weak,
freedom denies me too./
So a lightning storm I will make,
and she will take the blame.
But then a rainbow will appear
and I’ll still lose my fame./