Day 13 prompt:
Write a persona poem from the point of view of something you find in your closet. You get bonus points if you can guess what I am.
A persona poem is a poem written in first person from the point of view of an inanimate object or a person other than yourself. It may or may not rhyme—that’s completely up to you.
Poem from a Bedroom Closet
This gum has lost its flavor
This hole creates a draft
What is this? mud? or tar?
How did I get so trashed?
I’ve been feeling empty lately,
just lying about in the dark—
I used to get out, run and play
every day around the park
No one understands my tongue
My best friends are your roller skates
I miss the days when you were young
and you took me with you every place
Maybe you could ask your mom
if it wasn’t too much bother
to send me to another home
or give me to your little brother