This is a poem I was given 10 minutes to write in a beginner writing class - my instructor liked it so I thought I would post it here to get feedback - I've lots to learn but this is so fun!
My Bedroom
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Loree
My bedroom is my sanctuary,
my place to be me
The worries of the day
melt into the sea
My bed is of logs,
the mattress is high
The sheets are flannel,
the duvet makes me sigh
My table has come here
from grandma's past
I cherish this piece
as it was one of her last
The mirror is old
but shines like new
When I glance at myself
I can see right through
I hear nothing in my room
and I like it that way
I crave silence and peace
for much of the day
I smell the ocean,
I taste it too
The feeling is calming,
I've nothing to do
my place to be me
The worries of the day
melt into the sea
My bed is of logs,
the mattress is high
The sheets are flannel,
the duvet makes me sigh
My table has come here
from grandma's past
I cherish this piece
as it was one of her last
The mirror is old
but shines like new
When I glance at myself
I can see right through
I hear nothing in my room
and I like it that way
I crave silence and peace
for much of the day
I smell the ocean,
I taste it too
The feeling is calming,
I've nothing to do
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it's very simple but it conveys so much...