Why do I write a poem

Why do I write a poem
Where does this need
This desire come from
When did this need take root
Flower through a cracked sidewalk
Ache to be seen, sniffed, appreciated.

Why do I smile, nod a hello, to passersby
Speak to babies seeking secret wisdom
Pet wet puppies and savor the scent
Whisper a secret, wrinkle nosed, I love you to my wife

Why do I write of secrets, kept secret
Opening the entrance only slightly
Peering out in hopes someone is peering in
Sing in an empty room for all to hear

I do these things for I believe
That I am the voice of an ethereal being
Speaking into a void
Listening for an echo

Hoping that my “voice” has touched someone
My song savored, rephrased, re-sung
For my words surprise me when written
And I hope surprise you when read.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Spilchuk Avatar
October 13, 2025 at 4:36 PM
With respect I submit, "You write because you want to be a poet." Great verse. And pet wet puppies, they are so innocent.
Seeker Avatar
October 11, 2025 at 11:18 PM
Wow!
Etgen-Baker Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 5:16 PM
inspirational and encouraging poem. I agree with what you've shared....hoping my words make a difference somewhere along the way. Faving.
Goldsmith Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 12:54 PM
Yes, your words surprise me when I read. "Thank You" I enjoyed reading this one. I say my writes come from God. Have a Blessed day writing away.........
Dietrich Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 12:24 PM
I think we all wish for these things when we write our poetry. Well expressed
Allison Avatar
October 6, 2025 at 11:38 AM
your poetic 'voice' is certainly found and enjoyed on soup John! write on!! hugs jan xx
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