I came upon a short poem today

it was one I read repeatedly

I suppose you could say

yes

it had impact

There are other words I’ve read

other times I’ve not turned the page

have lingered, read a phrase aloud

seeking a deeper meaning

savouring

And yes it’s so I know well I know so

unlikely I would ever speak with the writer

Who, if anything like me, a sometime hider too

would not answer

any one of my reader wonder queries anyway

Still

it matters

maybe foolishly

I am a wisher

A poignant piece I might carry awhile

would matter just a bit more

If

instead of by FiSh457duNker or pyjAMitepoet

a thing were marked, claimed

by someone I could construe even slightly

as real

alive somewhere in a quiet or restless room

composing by their imagination

with hesitation and a touch of courage

a name of one with beating heart

Human🪶