POEMS LEFT UNSPOKEN

As I look 'pon my collection       
I see that it has grown;           
with half a hundred poems          
that I can call my own.            
                                   
In some way that seems impressive, 
and yet it's not enough.           
Too many poems left unspoken,      
left to fade and rust.             
                                   
I still get the inspiration,       
but I let the poems die.           
I don't lack the initiative,       
it's that I lack the time.         
                                   
Mayhaps I'll write it later,       
this is what I say.                
I'll find the time some other time-
or so is as I pray.                
                                   
But when that other time does come,
on some faithful night,            
I can see that something's wrong   
for it doesn't feel just right.    
                                   
And so that poem must then die     
as the circle's broken,            
and join those faded and forgotten;
the poems left unspoken.           

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