Melissa Davis
A Still Life Portrait
I painted my life when I was twelve
Sunshine and beaches and lots of friends
I would find my match –
A connection for life
We’d have children
We’d party
We’d be rich with never a strife
I restored my painting when I was twenty
Good books, good food, and a few good friends
I would find my match –
A connection for life
We’d have good educations
Wait to marry
Have children later
Be secure with never a strife
And now my painting is cracked
No team can restore its former state
I have no match –
No connection for life
I am alone, lonely
My friends are pills
Reality is a nightmare
And it cuts like a knife.
I have read work from Vintage Poetryand have noted the high quality of work accepted. I only hope my poem meets your standards. I am a doctoral student and teacher. I have had poems and fiction pieces published with journals such as Leaves of Ink and The Circle Review. My nonfiction has appeared in journals such as the American Reading Forum Yearbook and The Commonline Journal.
Thank you in advance for considering my work.
Sincerely,
Melissa Davis
