Gone Are The Unborn Poems


Gone Are The Unborn Poems


Gone are

The unborn poems of

Recent weeks.

A longing to release them




They are past

Like a tempest

Intense on its passage.

But the wake is


Left to another place

Another face

Another person’s page.

I leave it to that sage

To seize the moment

And reveal

The poem

That others too

May feel

Its rhythm and rhyme

In their own time.


Simon C.J. Falk 11 January 2018





Author: simonfalk28

Country lad, Focussing on verse.

2 thoughts on “Gone Are The Unborn Poems”

  1. Hi Simon – I hope things continue to improve … your poem rings so true – we do think of things to write … yet they become past time’s prime to write up … so many I have. Cheers Hilary

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