MY LINES

Jul 28, 2021

DON’T ASK ME TO INTERPRET

SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW

ALL I DO IS SIT HERE

AND SLOWLY WATCH IT GROW

I DON’T KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM

IT JUST SEEMS TO APPEAR

QUICKLY LINE BY LINE BY LINE

AND THEN MY POEM’S HERE

I HAVE NO TIME TO STOP AND THINK

WHAT I WRITE ABOUT

THE WORDS JUST FLOW INTO MY MIND

I HAVE TO LET THEM OUT

DON’T ASK ME TO INTERPRET

I JUST CANNOT EXPLAIN

THE WORDS JUST MAKE A POEM

TIME AND TIME AGAIN.

© Colin Boynton 2008

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