Shapes

There’s a poem taking shape,
Somewhere in my mind.
But the all-elusive words
I still need to find.
I felt a deep impression,
That touched me in the heart,
And I longed for pen and paper
To make a rapid start.
Now I have them at the ready,
What is it that I find?
The poem taking shape
Is nowhere in my mind!

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