A New Metre: Poetry Archive

“. . . being absent now I write to them . . .” —II Corinthians 13:2

Cacaphony

I want to write,
but every time I put a pen to page,
cacaphony
fills my mind
(or nothing).

“Cacaphony:”
that’s one of those words
I never can purge
from my life —
it sounds poetic
(which is why it’s not),
so I say it
(and don’t know what else
to say).

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