Notebook


You have to write what’s in front of you.
If you save it for later, it will disappear from view.
If you avoid the centre-stage and go off in search of another story,
The price you will pay is the chance of what might have been.
“If we each have a destiny,
Or if we’re all just floating around accidental like on a breeze.”
Just think of what we could see.


Empty your thoughts so new words can exist.
Say what you must, there is no avoiding it.
If you don’t want to write that
And put it to the back of your mind,
It will find a way to reveal once more,
The thoughts you cannot push aside.


It will seep into other thoughts and you will get only snippets;
When the full poem is waiting for you to go and write it.
So half will be written and half of another will be too much.
Put the right words, in the right place, at the right time…
Or give up.


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