Unwritten

Story ID:	3639
Written by:	Tom Foley (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Poem
Location:	Oxford U.S.A.
Year:	2008

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Posted 03/18/2008 10:01 by Nancy J. Kopp | Reply

This one makes me want to work on those snippets of poetry that run through my mind at times. It's there, just waiting to be "born"
Nancy

Posted 03/19/2008 17:10 | Reply

If its unwritten its unsaid and if its unsaid its unheard and if it is something very positive , what a wast B.K.

Posted 03/21/2008 18:20 by Carol J Garriott | Reply

So poignant, Tom! Ah, yes, unsaid is sad, no matter whether it is emotions, truth, the world as we see it, or simply to say to someone for whom we care, I love you. Welcome to OurEcho, and I look forward to more posts. Carol

Posted 06/23/2008 02:47 | Reply

Hi again, Tom,
You seem to have a desire to see and read more poetry from more people, like you just know in your heart that we all have a poem waiting to be born and shared. Over the years I've had many poetic words dancing in my thought processes...some rhyme, many do not. Sadly I have not put many to paper. I guess it's not too late though, eh?
Sincerely,
Sandi in FL.