lost poetry

I’m not a poet. Never have claimed to be. There’s something about the magnetic poetry pieces that makes my brain believe I am, however. While cleaning out some of my stuff in storage, I found a poem that I “wrote” with magnetic poetry … at least 4 years ago:

    Like birds have nests:
    understand us
    where it’s easy to dream,
    whisper my story

    silent walk, for important quiet

    turn something over
    different glow from peace
    imagine, with my laugh
    sing for me

are you a poet?


About stepanana

just a girl writing about life through this lens.....
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