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The Unselected Poem

I am the unselected verse Alone on the paper Originated from the deepest heartfelt thoughts Of one shy person’s observations I rest on the page Unexplored Undiscovered I am the uncurled leaf Waiting for its destiny of sunlight Not selected I will soon fade away Like blurry clouds defining a forgettable Monday But I will not be entirely forgotten Someone wrote me I had a reason If not to join emptiness Then perhaps to remind others Life is fleeting But it is still life

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 4/11/2016 3:48:00 PM
Nicely written Susan. As one who sponsors a few contest on the soup it reminds me how harsh the N/A can be. The third stanza magnifies the beauty and necessity of each poem.
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