Poetry, my friend Jacob

Valerie D.
Mar 10, 2022
Image of Blank notepad, pen and crumpled paper balls
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You are my poetry

When I lost you, I lost it

When I re-read what I wrote

I think it sounds like shit

I have no more motivation

I wish you were still around

To be my sounding board

Pick my crumpled words up off the ground

You are my poetry

My muse — my motivation

Without you in my life

I have no inspiration

I miss you

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Valerie D.

Every year I poke my head outside my comfort zone and then I pull it right back. This is me poking - deciding what to share.