fred carter

Rookie (1993 -? / reigate)

This Poet

This Poet hasn’t much to say
He hasn’t much to write
He hasn’t yet touched the snowy peaks of mountains
Hasn’t yet rubbed noses with sealife, deep sea flowing the 7 seas
Hasn’t yet stared up to a thousand different skies
Or trod foot on ground un-trodden

Yet, unbidden, I’m sitting here with words on a screen
Writing to you, with not much to say

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