Loose leaf

Write some verse
call it poetry,

an opportunity
to see what your
can do.

each confession a mission
to rid me of pain,
every line follows on,
a reminder to remember

So we write out the wrong
if we can and become
better men
then we remember
the pain once again
and we write out some more.

I flow only upstream
adept at
fighting each dream
and the ripples are
mountains to climb.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.