Almost A Poem
I want to write a poem, but I'm no poet.
I can't make words sing,
or draw a crowd to listen.
A blank page stares back at me,
patient as stone,
while the ink slowly dries.
I would write a song,
but what I need to say cannot be sung.
It catches in the throat,
somewhere between thought and voice.
Perhaps it rhymes.
Accidentally, of course.
I swear I wasn't trying.
If this is a poem,
I'm just as shocked as you.
Copyright © T. Protus Thusi | Year Posted 2026
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