Where I'M From Poem by Kimmy Eve

Where I'M From



Where I'm From…

I'm from the smell of guitars
The smell of new strings and cases
I'm from the smell of cooking and
The taste of morning tea
Accompanied with waffles.
I'm from the sound of music and poems
The loudness of my guitar in overdrive.
I'm from the land of unpopular music and
Foreign languages.
I'm from the visions of my imagination and
European people. I'm from the feel of strings
And keys on the keyboard.
I'm from the land of Nemo.
Last but not least, I'm from me!

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a school project I did. I hope you enjoy!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joshua Fegley 07 January 2013

Is that what the smell was? I thought it was something else. An interesting poem, non-the-less.

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