I Want To Write a New Poem Today
This morning, inside my breast
I feel that time is ebbing away
speeding past like a runaway train
the 16 waking hours of each day
this loss leaves me reeling in pain
the page before me is crisp white
unmarred by pen or inked mark
fading away in the sleepy night
Like thunder, this beating heart
bursting now with thoughts bound
in unexpressed feelings held
inside closed, uncharted ground
If I could only somehow meld
words in expressive illumination
with sharp, image stamping verbiage
I’d write a rhyming narration.
Copyright © Cona Adams | Year Posted 2015
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