A free verse poem’s origin
The Evolution of a Poem
Touring the back roads in our aging Vibe
I’m a willing passenger who
notepad at the ready
soaks in the passing sights
proof of the existence of something greater
than my own fleeting life.
Excitedly
I reach for my gel point pen
as I spy a lone heron
futilely attempting camouflage
between stoic stems
of stately bullrush
and turn him into a poem.
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~ Lynne
Note: this poem was originally written for Weeds & Wildflowers on Medium, on April 25, 2024.
Lynne Collier 