Where did the poet go?
I try to write poetry
but my words
fall flat
without life.
The poet
walked away
as I made a living
and neglected
to provide
love and attention.
Without warning
my poet went to find
someone new
to find love and
won’t return.
Nothing
will bring the poet
back home.
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Published by Jim Wortham
As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write.
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