In Motion: Bellingham, Poetry, San Juan Islands, Ted Talks

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Saturday, March 15, 2014

Poem: Visitor

A poem comes by for a visit
jumps, twists, turns
in the room of imagination

My pen begs to carve it
 beat in the meters
as placed prison bars
spaced inches apart
capturing an essence 

Truth:
You are not mine

Pockets turned out with no
proof of visit, no valet ticket
to retrieve after-party transport,
A bookmark fallen from the pages
of a story unwritten

I love you
Never knew you

I kiss it gently, wish it well
It's form not scratched on my paper
send it on it's way
to find another 
to seduce


~SPLaws


Polyhymnia, the Greek Muse of Sacred Poetry

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