The Unknown Poet

The Unknown Poet

The unknown poet

I found her picture in the old note book

Many pages of poetry

About her adventures and her great tour of the world

How she dived for pearls in the deep blue sea

How she caught slithering sliding fish in her bare hands

She felt their colourful metallic scales

The beautiful fish wafted it’s fan like tail

How she felt the warm sand stick to her sea soaked feet

How she was free

She could have been anybody

She could have been anywhere

People didn’t care

She wasn’t a lady of society there

No tight starchy corsets to wear

No many layered long restricting dresses to wear

No tight crippling leather brown boots to squash her dainty feet

She is free to be who ever she wants to be

She is free to write wild and exciting poetry

Poetry her inked drug

Taking her to imagination ecstasy

She is a lady of society

She dresses prim and proper

Society expects that of her

To me she could have been anybody

I could have seen her anywhere

I wish I could have met her

I found a picture of her in an old notebook

Many pages of poetry

I can write about her great adventures and her great tour of the world

The unknown poet

Toria

25/6/2022