what are poems made of? | Ann Garcia @solaceinraindrops

bittersweet

derived from a darkest day

roasted over fire of misunderstandings

ripe for contemplation

denied hopes

crushed to powder

most powerful after festering in my belly

then pressed into tenacity

grudging trust

(im)balance of will and fate

hidden notions resting on my tongue

burst when released

self-belief

whispers and shouts

dreams whipped until they feel beautiful

dressed in me