This poem was inspired by my favorite poet, Ellen Hopkins. She has a way of creating multiple meanings in a single poem. Miakoda means power of the moon and I created a few poems about this fictional character. Can you read my hidden poetry in this concrete poem?
Miakoda
All
her life was pity,
shame.
Locked in her own world
of blame.
She was a child of
Darkness,
a child of void.
She quenched for golden
rays of sunlight,
sun dewed kissed grass.
Will
she leave her overgrown home?
Continue to be alone?
She wanted
to close her eyes under the stars,
hear the rainfall through
the leaves.
Have the lightening
Consume
her, entice her,
excite her.
Was
this task to great?
To finally clean her slate?
Her
life was in shambles,
broken shards of
glass.
To be
true to herself she must
leave
travel
and see…
Maybe now Mikoda can
Be free.
Nick. Grimes 