I Wish I Had the Words

January 13th, 2019

I wish I had the words to write this poem.
Words free of association and free of cliché.
Words which resonate like a trumpet's sad song
Through empty halls.

I wish I had the words to paint beauty.
Words which could reach inside your mind,
Words to stir the unborn and wake the lonely,
To conjure angels.

I wish I had the words to share my mind.
Words I could give you and that we could eat,
Words which we could swallow like a ripe peach,
Like a fresh plum.

But I am left with these.

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