Friday, November 12, 2010

I Trip on My Poems

I Trip on My Poems

In the night when poems
are born, I search for the hidden words,
secrets stretch inside my metaphors.
Even near my tender moments
when the images blossom into rain flowers
I trip on stems cut my way loose to nowhere.
I go there to see what I can find.

--Michael Lee Johnson is a poet and freelance writer from Itasca, Illinois

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