Emily
She writes a poem
with only a few words
scribbled on a scrap of paper,
upside down and in pencil.
Poetry pours out of me
as if from a broken pipe,
ink spilled everywhere.
I then dutifully type
and disseminate my words
in electronic bytes.
I hope she and I both
say the same things.
Though I suspect she often
says them much better.
Doesn’t it make more sense
to talk about the brevity of life
in just a word or two?
“Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.”
This poem has been adapted and was originally shared on March 5, 2017. The original is included in Tomorrow Could Be Wonderful: Brian's Poem of the Day: 365 Daily Meditations Vol. 1.
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