Poetry: Only One Poem by Brad Brandon
Poetry: Only One
I thought I lost it
Lost all ability
To write poetry.
My flow, creativity
Gone, erased indefinitely
Now I understand
I understand why
I never
Write poetry
For anyone else
I couldn't.
Something stopped me
Like it was all gone
No
I can
But only with you
As my inspiration
With you it flows
Like an endless river
Effortlessly
Am I a poet?
No I'm in cages
But with you
I write pages.
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