unbidden
i sing, i am not a singer
i write poems, i am not a poet
this i have learned, of this
i am certain, yet
the mind brings sounds
brings images, not to be ignored
along the path when i run
in the bed when i wake, thoughts come
unbidden, come forth in sound
come forth in words
want to be heard, want to be written
i sing and i write, though i am not a singer
and i am not a writer, i sing and i write
because what is in me wants out, and i oblige
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2023-11-13 at 18:10
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