Seeking a Poet

The words came to visit.

Gently whispering.

I was already occupied.

 

The words came to visit.

I brushed them away.

Afraid of what I might hear.

 

The words came to visit.

I paused, just brave enough

for a few to be heard.

 

“Make space for us,” they said.

 

They arrived unattached

not expecting anything in return

only wanting to be heard.

By Ali Grimshaw

 

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Seeking a Poet

  1. The words are coming fast and furious and you’re letting them be heard. Yeah!!! I love you and your words, Ali Grimshaw! E On Jan 2, 2016 11:17 AM, “flashlight batteries” wrote:

    > grimshaw65 posted: ” The words came to visit. Gently whispering. I was > already occupied. The words came to visit. I brushed them away. Afraid of > what I might hear. The words came to visit. I paused, just brave enough > for a few to be heard. &”

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