Writing a new poem each week for PoetryNook was a good discipline. At most poets can win a generous sum of cash for their work and some feedback.
At the least, you have a new poem each week. Since I first submitted on June 25, 2019, I have 48 new poems. Most were written for the contest.
I’m feeling more like myself in the past few weeks than I have all year. I’m writing—and finishing—projects. Most important, I’m feeling excited and inspired. Once again I’m up at night tapping out poetry and plots on my phone notepad… until I fall asleep and forget them.
This is one of those forgotten poems written in a half-dream state. I remembered it today when I was trying to find a poem for PoetryNook. I actually found five or six forgotten poems, so I’m good for a while. It’s not about anyone in particular.
It was a dream that left a trail of ink, so I followed.
So, what do you want?
I asked, and you told me words…
so I unleashed them.
I gave you molten
slap on the cheek, hot sting words—
I let them slip cool
off my tongue, chilly and dark
slicing razor thin.
I shot them out sweet…
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