The Poems I Never Wrote

The poems I have never written Though they sprung to life in my head Will never be read, silent or aloud, Now, or long after I’m dead. Once, with the sound of them, I was smitten These words which will never be read For some reason, my mind never allowed Even at a slam these poems to be said. Once, on a blank page hand-written, I started to compose them, but instead I wrote a few poems of which I am proud While the other poems went quietly to bed. TENTH PLACE WINNER Written October 6, 2022 Submitted to “The Poems I Never Wrote” Poetry Contest Sponsored by Craig Cornish