When I don’t write a poem.

When I don’t write a poem

there is a small part of me that wonders why;

there may be many reasons,

and things may be fine;

but, it might be a sign

that something is wrong.

It’s not so bad

if I have written a story,

or penned a song,


but, if there is nothing being written,

is there something amiss inside my head?

A day or two ‘can’ happen,

when nothing much is writ by my hand;

but, if any longer should pass,

I’m not sure that I’ll understand

what might be occurring,

what might be astray,

and I will have to question myself closely,

on why I’ve not written for many a day.

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