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Lines Last

Thursday, March 23, 2017


It was the very last lines
Of "Our Best Minds"
That compelled me to risk:
Return wandering pen to poetry.

"Where are you now?" he wrote.
You with the great art in you, where are you?
"Withering unknown on your dying bed
Because you were afraid to risk?"

Well, that great person is not me but
I wondered what could be if
I spilled a little more ink and
Learned to live with the mess.

Who knows?
My pen could free a line
To liberate
Another soul as shy, but great.

I need never know.
I need only create.


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Originally posted at Literally Literary"Our Best Minds" is a poem by Chris Rice in Widen.

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