Jeff Kyser Poet Rhyme

Forest Haunt

        It seems old poems never die,
            remain inchoate, ill-defined.
        No matter how hard we may try,
            they haunt the forests of the mind.

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Third Place Winner
for the Bite Size Poem no.44 Poetry Contest
sponsored by Line Gauthier
written 05/15/2022

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Line Gauthier November 10, 2022 at 3:26 PM Lovely rhythm, Jeff. Charming poem ~

Paula Goldsmith May 27, 2022 at 9:46 AM Congratulations on your win. A wonderful write. The mind is a powerful thing. Have a blessed day/weekend writing away.......................

Christuraj Alex May 26, 2022 at 9:15 PM "forests of the mind" - Beautiful. Congratulations!

Gershon Wolf May 15, 2022 at 7:56 PM Trying to get my arms around 'cerebral wood.' Haven't quite circumferenced it yet. ~ Dim bulb Jeff Kyser May 15, 2022 at 8:27 PM Lol, nothing like editing a poem about old poems for the time… Jeff Kyser May 15, 2022 at 8:15 PM Forest of the mind sounds better, but didn’t rhyme, lol