A Poet’s Lament

by Alanna

Slippery as a thrashing fish on the end of a taught line

my idea I foolishly thought I had a firm grip on

slithered away down into the deep recesses of my mind

It  rose during some insignificant task

a brilliant, shiny poem that would curry accolades

mine for the taking

but I,  overconfident in my abilities

failed to hook it properly with my pen

the line went slack

leaving me empty handed

with only this sad story

“you should have seen

the one that got away”

From my sketchbook

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