Illuminated

I use odd words
In everyday speech.
Ink runs from my mouth
Indelibly impressed by the ancients and
Imitator of their thought.
Identified proudly with the lovers of wisdom,
Intellect is no obscenity to me.



postscript
For day 13. Poetic form: Pleiades I don't mean to say this pridefully. But why are people so often ashamed to admit they love to learn? Especially to my fellow smart ladies: you can be pretty AND smart. Somewhat inspired by this year's NaPoWriMo poster: www.poets.org/national-poetry-…