Salted pecan,
Tongue tested,
Hinged on taste buds,
Leaves a stain,
Running down my throat,
Swallow back before they know,
Closed eyes in the shadow,
Never let them see you break,
It’s just precipitation falling down.
© Elizabeth Daniel
Excerpt from Diary of a Poet
About the Author
From a very young age, Elizabeth knew she was meant to be a writer. Around 8 or so, she started with little poems inside birthday cards. As years went by, poetry became her safe haven in a world full of chaos and beauty. Through written words, she found her voice. A voice according to doctors, she was never supposed to have. Today at 34, she still re- reads those poems from the early days. Now housed on her bookshelf in old binders.
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