Words come
And just as easily slip awayWriting poetry
Is like casting
Out a net
For wordsA small composition book
Tucked away
In the side pocket of my bagMy phone a hand away
Sticky notes strewn across my walls
Words
Forgotten
And not
YOU ARE READING
Words that I won't share with anyone
PoetryI don't care if you read this. Words are meant to be put out there Even if no one reads it. Or cares. This is Poetry that I write I'll share my own words, if you want you can too. Just sharing some thoughts. Anyone who is lost can come here. If you...
A net for words
Words come
And just as easily slip awayWriting poetry
Is like casting
Out a net
For wordsA small composition book
Tucked away
In the side pocket of my bagMy phone a hand away
Sticky notes strewn across my walls
Words
Forgotten
And not