John Lawless Poet Free verse

I Found a Poem

I found a poem
I took it home
It wasn’t mine
                         ……I knew.

But then again on reading it
I knew it wasn’t through
For something bade me
                      …..“hither…..write…”

I labored long
Into the night
Led somehow through a fog
At times my pencil trembling
                                   …..A cold unfallen log.

Faltering yet standing tall
I climbed above the pall
The echoes from another’s past
                              ………A distant siren call.

To free the pen
Unsheathe the sword
And free my last
                    …..Unwritten word.


John G. Lawless
©5/6/2022

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FJ Thomas June 30, 2022 at 5:17 PM John... wow. I'm actually not sure what to say. This is ...well, wow. I am not often at a loss for words. I may not always speak them but it is not because they are not there lol. This one resonates with me. Take care John