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This is Not a Poem MAG
I’m not a poet
and I promise you,
I don’t write poems.
My hand trembles,
My heart pounds,
trying to break free
when I pick up my pen
and the ink flows from its tip.
I don’t see words on the page.
I see blotches of blue ink
Spreading across the paper-
the remnants of raindrops
after a violent storm
desperate to be absorbed
and disappear.
I stare at the mess I’ve created,
and my eyes well with tears.
I want to be Whitman,
and Frost,
and Shakespeare,
and Poe.
Hot, salty droplets roll down my cheeks,
and fall silently
beside the splattered ink.
My eyes are too foggy to see it.
The salt water of my tears sinks slowly
into the bright yellow page,
blurring the lines of the ink blotches.
They mix, and they collide, and
a hundred shades of blue begin to dance,
pirouetting across the strictly lined page.
The most magnificent sea of
sapphire, opal, topaz, and diamond
flows across the paper.
More mesmerizing than the blue lagoon,
more daunting than the pacific,
more tranquil than a glacial lake.
The sight is breathtaking.
I wipe my tears,
and lift my watercolor masterpiece
to the window.
The sun shines through the page
as it glistens like the star-studded night sky.
I smile.
I’m not a poet
and I promise you,
I don’t write poems.
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