Old Words, a poem written by Brad Osborne at Spillwords.com
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Old Words

Old Words

written by: Brad Osborne


Daily the grind
To find the words
To pen the line
As yet unheard

To offer thoughts
Or new insight
Uniqueness sought
In the words I write

To pen the phrase
That elusive notion
Starts my days
Puts pen in motion

And write I do
Of this and that
The past eschewed
Yet words seem flat

Regurgitated spiel
Of greater men
Is what I feel
Flows through the pen

What kind of writer
Must I surely be
If nothing brighter
Is there to see

What hope is mine
For those well read
To write the line
Yet left unsaid

But write I must
Old words renewed
With kindness I trust
They will be viewed

But nothing new
Have I to say
New words to few
Just for today



This is the internal dialogue I wrestle with at least once a week. I have learned to set it aside and just keep writing, but the question never really goes away.

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