This month is something I've been looking forward to - OctPoWriMo! Today, I went with the prompt from the organizer for my poem, which is to think about who I came from.
America in My Veins
I follow the strands from my soul
to the places that birthed me -
discover Scottish blood in an Irish hut.
Look for all Italian on the other side -
find instead that the People flowed
through half of my grandmother,
spilled down into me.
(Disclaimer...all poems posted this month are very rough drafts - I typically go through 4-5 edits and weeks of debate before I consider a poem ready to publish. This is for fun, stretching muscles, getting out of ruts and creating a body of rough drafts I may harvest lines from here and there.)










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