Sunday, February 26, 2023

Enough!

Sometimes I think
poetry like music,
Enough!

All the good stuff
has been written,
Enough!

Paper and pens
I've had
enough.

Put away the dreams
the momentary blessings
enough, enough!

Then something
in the night
says, write!

And I do.

11/17/09
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