"Creative Title"
By Tulsa Eclise (me)
You gave me a list of rules,
And told me to run with it.
You provided the tools,
how I use them is up to me.
I look around me.
Out the windows, the doors.
There are lots of things to see,
But what do I choose?
There are shoes, shirts and pictures,
Walls, covered with books
With their hidden adventures.
But what do I choose?
The lights, now, are speaking,
Reading this poem over my shoulder.
Into my head, ideas are sneaking.
But what do I choose?
Black and white, and colors and shapes
There are new things and fun things,
Like old cassette tapes.
But what do I choose?
The bell sounds with a ping.
I'm still sitting here,
With this darn thing.
But hey, you wanted a "Creative Title".
