Untitled.

Sometimes I don't enjoy my life.

The Poem of Enjambment

draw

a whistle

let there be color

or a blank slate.

tell the paper instead

admissions of your week

eked out in ink or pencil.

illness cannot last

still your heart will

illuminate the unobtainable

letting out the indomitable

letters of the spirit...

it was foretold that

at the end of us

usurped though we may be

because of the light in you

our hearts will still

illuminate our world.

** Enjambment means letting one line flow over into the next; not ending a sentence on just one line of a poem. I've taken this and tweaked it so that the last two letters of each line are the first two letters of the first word on the next line! Enjoy!