I would not consider myself a poet, but here is a poem I wrote last year that I am actually happy with. This type of poem is called a found poem.
A Gentle Breath of Hope
In a deep song voice, with a melancholy tone,
she spews gusts and thunders
that can cut so badly.
There will be things I cannot do at all,
I walk in blackness and I stumble and fall.
Yet, having learned the living sea conta…
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