I have been taking an introductory class in Creative Writing, and have thoroughly enjoyed it. It is of course a prerequisite for the Creative Writing major I am working to pursue. We have been spending the last few weeks working in poetry. I freely admit that I am not the best poet, as I find other writing styles much easier. However one of the reasons that I write is to share, the other is that I really enjoy the process. Hopefully feed back that I receive will help me continue to improve what I do. One of my goals is to be a better writer, and how else to improve but to try different styles, such as poetry. This poem is the first that I have really spent real time trying to make it perfect. It isn't of course, but hopefully I can improve on later efforts.
Fooling Herself
she stands before her bedroom door
in yellow striped pajamas,
deciding how to fabricate
the lies he made her promise.
but first she must herself convince
the hazards of her failing.
she smooths her hair, and sees the phone
which beckons from the table
a different choice it offers her
To freedom dipped in promise
not settled yet which way to go
the known or one uncertain
It is herself she must convince
the one she keeps on fooling.
