HOMAGE TO MY FELLOW POETS

Some say;

I wish, I could write,

Like you.

This I know

Is true.

 

Then again:

I wish I could write.

Like you

This I know

Is true.

 

I was wondering;

Where do I,

Inject into a poem,

A pregnant pause?

There's no maybe's.

I treat,

All my poems:

As my babies.





Poetry by Alan J Ripley
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Written on 2022-07-31 at 00:06

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Sameen
It took me a while to be happy writing like myself. The journey was rough but I'm glad.
2022-08-05


Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
And quite rightly too! They are vour creations: Born somewhere in the recesses of your being, and birthed through the process of gestating, stacking, stirring, laying out letters, like cells, in a unique order. Welcome to the World, "Homage to my Fellow Poets".
Allen
2022-07-31


arquious
I treat all my poems as my babies, just like you!
2022-07-31