I sat down to write a poem for free;

It did not cost me

To tell the words and form the phrases of

Thanks for all the fighters I have found

In the last few months.

Writers and Readers and

Singers fill up my days from dawn to dusk

And I want to say that they must

Know

How much that meant.

I am a poet by choice and nothing else.

I write people into rhymes and the skies

Into a measured out time,

But I cannot force your eyes to read me,

Just like I can’t make the Earth tilt to my will.

I cannot brace the world for news

and I cannot make it hurt less for the few

that feel it everyday.

I can however create catharsis

If only just for myself and some guests.

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My doors were open most days and then

most nights as well.

I watched strangers and friends and different types come in.

They brought stories and worries but left some at the door.

Inspiration.

Inspiration.

Inspiration.

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Anyways. I just wanted to say thanks for reading. I’ll still post, but this is the end of my daily poems.