This one 8D


Keepsake


Still unused,

the letter opener

she got on her birthday

has become tarnished.

It lies on the sill,

next to a seashell

she found in Flordia

before moving west.

Before becoming a writer.

Before becoming a mother.

Her son wants to use it

as a dagger,

to wield it savagely

against monsters and bad guys

that come streaming out

from the toy-cluttered corners

of his room,

but he can't reach it yet.


This poem is the property of Viggo Mortensen. Not me. Found it here: [link]

I know, random post, but I read this earlier today and was like "whoa, that's awesome!" And FTLOSM's a Viggo nerd soooo what do you expect?

Now I wanna write a poem x3