The Missing Page: Poem

 

The Missing Page

I.

I was looking for soothing

Important, the story of everything.

It had introduction –

The lead on to beginning

And body of paragraphs,

With some personal marks.

What happened here? –

I poured my heart,

At this time.

Where is the missing page?

Where are my thoughts of exchange?

I looked everywhere –

In the trash, in stock of old papers.

So far, no clue on how to find

The missing page.

How to find my written feelings

And the soul that is sinking?

Maybe I had a hole in my pockets

As the urban legend’s warnings.

Someone wanted my thoughts.

II.

Hah, this time it was the Wind.

It was not kind

And blew and puffed so hard

To carry away my kinky ideas

From my mind.

The passing car

Drove over the missing page

And erased the written engage.

Jealous Wind wanted out stage. –

Now the story has changed

Because of the missing page. -

The Wind falls in love

And wants the Author

To himself, only to self.

The Wind and the Writer

Represent strong nature and soft character.

Tomshinsky@2025