Emily's Poetic Flare
There are few people I know
Who touch me like Emily
When I read her, my tears flow
‘Cause we were both so lonely
Only two lovers had she
Both had left her heartbroken
Would she find beau number three?
Fears in poetry spoken
She called herself “Nobody”
And had scant success in life
Surely she was somebody
Her sad words cut like a knife
Ms. Dickinson achieved fame
After death had doused her flame
*Written on June 19, 2012 for Emily Dickinson
Entry for Francine’s “Tribute by Sonnet” contest
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