I don’t want to write a poem that
goes on for a thousand lines.
I want my thoughts to resound
louder than sound,
clear and succinct
across the page
as smooth
and as
brisk as an
Autumn’s day,
not murky like the lake
when it rains.
I want to capture a
song with
just a phrase.
To write a
melody with
just my words and
this torrential rainstorm.
It’s not about all of the
eloquences or the metaphors or allusions.
It’s the simple things in life.
It’s all the words that lie
in between the lines.
All the words I leave you with.
Every word I leave,
Unspoken.