Unfinished

Failed to complete Project abortion Fragments of dreams Scattered, portions Forgotten pieces Abandoned parts A plan was in place Before I lost heart The thought was clever But never matured Now it’s just clutter From explosions, occurred Bursts of desire Litter the ground Minus fuel for the fire To nail one down Remnants haunt me Each way I turn What bridge is next I’m ready to burn

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M. L. Kiser

Date: 1/15/2020 5:30:00 AM

It happens all too often, well penned though and so familiar.

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 1/10/2020 7:59:00 AM

GrEaT poem, Anna!! There is enough creative muse fuel to spark my quill curiosity for smiles and smiles to go. Ty for this precious ink offering. An instant fave for sure. Supernova bright cerebral write! Love and more love always. Romantic Warrior

Gershon Wolf

Date: 1/9/2020 2:36:00 PM

Explosive imaging of an all-too-familiar occurrence, Anna! Best wishes, Gershon

Lin Lane

Date: 1/9/2020 12:37:00 PM

So many things we begin are left unfinished. Time and unforeseen occurrences are often to blame. Unfinished poems, a recipe we never got around to trying, and the worst of all is a relationship that ended with 'what if.' I felt the sadness in your thoughts, Anna.