Figment of My Imagination
was he even there?
i blinked their three faces.
he says
“Are you still writing poetry?”
I cheer up
“Yes, I am”
you see,
most people don’t get me!
i hear,
“i don’t get it” or
they roll their eyes
or i am force-feeding a read
for an opinion
as they scratch their heads.
still what a joy to have friends online.
and a God who sends an angel
as if he was a figment of my imagination.
hold still, dear poet
you still exist.
4/7/2019
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2019
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