Dickinson,
Hughes,
Shakespeare,
Just to name a few,
Confidantes within the shelves,
Even Poe,
In his questionable state,
I could relate,
Seeing how I’m eternally a tell-tale heart,
Forevermore,
In Frost,
I found comfort in the path less traveled,
As rocky as it may have been,
Through the pages of the past,
I found inspiration,
Forged my own voice,
Hoping one day,
Some adolescent poet in training might say,
“Daniel did her own thing with brutal honesty.
© Elizabeth Daniel
Excerpt from Diary of a Poet
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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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