Haven't I seen this all somewhere before
It looks like a familiar line
Seems these days I see it more and more
As I write more and more over time

The more that I write
The less that is said
Like taking in air
In the middle of breath

When it comes to the words that I use
There is nothing new under the sun
The words on display to help me convey
Seem over time to blend into one

If a line or two looks familiar to you
Even at quite a distance
Look back on a few of my poems from the past
They may have  already made an appearance