Veteran Poet - 1,419 Points (JUNE 7 1964 / ABERDEEN)

Clear - Poem by GRANT FRASER

Maybe in another
ten years or so
something poetical
within me, shall mature...

c'mon grow into something
I don't already know...

not that I know that much,
but something that I can account
for, a changeable formidible
slice of new experience,

the invention within
me is getting quite dry,

do I try hard enough,
do I lie to myself
without really thinking?

simple rain drops
clip the window,

they're probably trickling


I am
with them,

as far as I know
I'm really here,

perhaps they're soft
subtle diamonds waiting
to harden...

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 13, 2014

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