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Writing a Poem

You can’t decide to write a poem

Something stirs the heart

then you write

You can’t decide to write a poem

Someone , something

unblocks the heart

and the poem begins.

You can’t decide to write a poem

But you can be ready

for when the poem

climbs out of you –

scaling past hurts, disappointment, disillusionment,

(tumours that encase the heart)

You can’t decide to write a poem

But you can stand naked in the breeze. 🙂

 

(Eileen O’Hea)

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