Misty Hoot Poet Personification

Ivy

Ivy. 
 It wraps around looking for a destination.
 The destination never comes. 

 Ivy. 
 It grows faster then a wildfire.
 Like a river it runs.
 
 Ivy. 
 It burns and itches and 
 spreads unmercifully.
 
 Ivy.  
 It reminds me of well...
 Me.

 Ivy. 
 That is what I would be.









                                                                                         
 The things we relate to when 
                                                                                       
we're emotional are quite funny. 
                                                                                         
       Aren't they?

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Heather Hill June 23, 2010 at 4:33 PM I love it, very creative indeed, representing yourself as a plant that grows, very thoughtful! thanks for the love on my work as well!

James Fraser March 25, 2010 at 12:46 PM Ivy is such an awesome plant that grows and grows, your writing Misty always grew on me, where did you go to for all these months >> Soup Mail me >> James

Carol Sunshine Brown March 25, 2010 at 10:41 AM I am so happy to see your poem amongst the ones I am reading today Misty. Thank you for sharing. Wishing you have a wonderful day filled with inspiration and hope for a better tomorrow. Love, Carol

Caryl Muzzey March 24, 2010 at 12:17 PM Enjoyed the write; yes some people can grow on you. Different, I like diferent. Thank you for sharing.

Bathsheba Bathsheba March 24, 2010 at 12:08 PM I like this quirky little write misty - A joy to read and a fab share -:)