She spent the month of July
with Emily Dickinson.
The sun burned her eyes,
but she read on.
Her cat napped at her feet.
Nearby you could hear people
playing volleyball.
When inspiration failed, she
looked for a thing with feathers.
She wore an old t-shirt that read
“Heart, we will forget him”
You could see her reading,
into the evening. Her face
lit by moonlight. Every word
her night cap.
While others slept,
she thought about Emily
and what she would do.
Having arrived at a poetic conclusion,
she takes out pen and paper
and writes with modest ink.
For a poem she loses herself
in a room of another life,
in a house far away in Amherst.
Knowing she’s just a small star,
basking in the glow of another.
She composes verse about
her summer companion.
Emily the loner and recluse.
And shares how her favorite
poet became her muse.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 
A bit autobiographical I would say.
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Slightly 🙂 xo
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I felt the lyrical and tender melancholy of this. xo
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Thank you. xo
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Wonderful to find connection and inspiration in another writer’s words. Have you read “Taking Off Emily Dickinson’s Clothes” by Billy Collins? Here’s a great reading of it: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5oUS3_3Dsg
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No but I love Billy too. Thank you!
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Excuse me while I go read some Dickinson. 😉 Lovely writing, Tosha. xo
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Of course and thank you. xo
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The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality”….oh Emily…my first literary crush. How did I not know you’d channel her so completely. I guess I have a new crush then. 😉 ❤
So good Tosha. 🙂
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Awww How penciltastic! xo
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Xox
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Nicely done Tosha. I like how you weave Emily’s life into yours and yours into hers. 🙂
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Thank you. I hope all is well in Merry Old England
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We still good back home – how’s it going out in the colonies? 😀
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Ha-ha. I don’t know. Let me channel the forefathers. It’s going just peachy in the US…well presidential election aside.
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Such personable candidates y’all (can you hear the drawl in my voice there) have! 😀
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Yes, it’s dripping with honey. If Donald Trump becomes our president, I may have to move to England!
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I would recommend you all move here – just in case! 🙂
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It’s not a bad recommendation
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You’d all be very welcome. 😉
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What a grand and gentle raised glass to another great poem.
Beautiful.
Ya lovely mong!
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Thanks, you lovely ground hog.
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Three more weeks of winter!!
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Ha-ha!
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It’s not funny! I just bought a new mankini! Piffle. And the world will never know.
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The world thanks you for that too
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Double piffle! I’m hot!
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OK. Hottie Mchot You’re Scottish too.
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I’m a little Scottish! But more Yorkie.
So it would be: eeeee, tha’s a bloody stunner, tha knows!
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You a bit terrier too.
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♡ Opening, with tender touchs.
James had a good idea. I’ve have a book somewhere, I need to find and blow the dust from. I can understand Eric’s crush.
Our chest of hope♡, it’s courage in time will pick up the pieces, move on with full intent & care not to look back.
Beautifully done, Coco even bent an ear to the Playlist. 🙂
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Thanks. I appreciate you and your lovely comment.
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You’re most welcome. xo
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Nominated you for the Liebster award
pls do participate
https://jyoteeblog.wordpress.com/2016/04/12/the-liebster-award/
with love
Isolated_girl
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Wow, I missed commenting on this one — how beautiful this poem, how beautiful this music (Copland I absolutely adore, but I didn’t know this piece so thank you so much for sharing). Emily, Emily — oh Emily, she’s wonderful, I agree. Your poem wonderfully honors your muse, Tosha. 🙂
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Thank you so much.
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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This is incredibly beautiful! So gentle and loving with beautiful imagery. Breathtaking! ❤
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Thank you xo
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I like how you loosely based it on Emily’s life… Creative!
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Thank you!
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