Read Poem: CHILDLIKE, by Doriean Stevenson

As a kid I wrote fantasy
There were no rules.
My characters went where they wanted
And I tagged along

As a student I wrote poetry
I found my own structure
I loved to weave in and out of the rhyme
or abandon it altogether.

As an adult I write lists
How to do’s/What it’s like/How it feels
And through that practice, I forgot
How to do/What it’s like/How it feels
to allow truth in stanzas
and go on fantastic journeys


Doriean Stevenson

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film.

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