Once Written… #Poetry

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Once Written

As long as I can hold a pen

I will write the stories I am sent

They are children running free

In fields inside my head.

Easy you say. Pin one down

Write what’s said

They do not come fully formed my friend

They need a few words from me

To help them run

A violent ending or happy

Is theirs to tell

I wait impatiently for every word

Surprised at times at what is said

They were no more than bones

Inside my head

Now flesh has formed

If they could walk from the pages

They would fit in our world

As easily as you or me

Those some I say, should not

Share the air we breathe…

©anitadawes 2020

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