Day#3 of IntrotoPoetry
I’ve used both the prompt and form, and yet, this poem was very very easy to write.
A story reached me before I met her; our
Neighbour and her roommate told it to us
I laughed at the first impression she gave:
The image of her trying to break a rod
Had left her roommate stunned, to say the least.
And now, when I think of all the contradictions
She is made up of; I go back to this image of her –
Rod in one hand, knife in another, relentless
Ever busy to work, to fix things
Ever ready to love.