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
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