04-10-2016, 09:33 PM
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Today I am not a poet,
not fifteen or fifty-five
when every thought became a line,
words shifting places,
crystalizing.
Today I am not the poet
of a mere few months ago,
searching for new chain threads
to write a triolet
or terza rima.
Today I am not a poet
whose brain can take a spark
and light a fire.
Prompts land like bricks,
unmoving.
Today I am not a poet,
not fifteen or fifty-five
when every thought became a line,
words shifting places,
crystalizing.
Today I am not the poet
of a mere few months ago,
searching for new chain threads
to write a triolet
or terza rima.
Today I am not a poet
whose brain can take a spark
and light a fire.
Prompts land like bricks,
unmoving.
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