Read Poem: Stories Never Heard, by Matthew Berg

Moments,
times of bad and good,
listen as they speak,
these stories never heard.

From the ordinary they rise,
begin speaking,
seeking the listening,
tales they’d tell,
of times now past.

Dust and wear,
time taken hold,
now left forgotten there,
in the unused,
old clutter with old stories,
of snapshots in time,
where life once engaged,
remaining in stories never heard.

Author: poetryfest

Submit your Poetry to the Festival. Three Options: 1) To post. 2) To have performed by an actor 3) To be made into a film. View all posts by poetryfest