Hey Covers,
We’ve all got them—the poems that start off strong but then fizzle out, or the ones we half-write and just can’t seem to finish. Some sit quietly in a notebook or on a forgotten file, waiting for us to revisit them… or maybe they’re left to gather dust forever!
What’s your process when it comes to unfinished or “abandoned” poems? Do you regularly go back and try to rework them, or do you prefer to leave them be? Have you ever rediscovered an old draft and turned it into something completely new?
I’d love to know how you handle these stray poems. Are they part of your creative process, or do you just move on and write something fresh? Let’s chat about it—maybe you’ll even be inspired to rescue a forgotten gem from your own drawer!
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Mine all live in my head, and a Gogle drive folder called 'unfinsihed poems'. Sometimes a word or a form will spark new life for them, others I will be writing something new then fold the old one into the new in a new way. Many of these latter ones you have read on this forum.
They are a resource, a building block to keep in the storeroom until you find the part it was missing or the hole it fills.
I encountered a cosmic experience. Well... call it what you will.
I woke at 1:15 in the morning after all of an hour's sleep. A dream called me from slumber. Perhaps a prompt. I chose a group of 5 poems I had written well over a decade ago but not together. Just so you know, they each talked about darkness and depression—The Dark Universe. I asked myself how I got to that set of poems. I searched my files and uncovered a number of poems I considered the Descent to the Dark Universe.
I felt excited by this and continued my search. Another group of poems emerged from the Abandoned Ones—the Ascent. This group of poems follows the poet... yes, the poet... to reclaim his fire. The time ticked by to 8:30 am, and I had assembled a chapbook of poems.. Now, for the interesting part. Over the past couple of months, I've been assembling a collection for a chapbook contest, the efforts of which are ok.
So, to put a chapbook collection together in a few hours leaves me amazed and grateful. Yeah, you want to revisit the graves of old friends and maybe those ghosts will rise.
I have files called 'Tidbits of...' with thoughts and amazing lines 😂
I brushed off a couple of dozen pieces of eight and created a chapbook I'll submit to a contest this week.
Such great answers from everyone. I try my best now to complete a poem in its entirety.
I’ll have moments of heightened free flowing inspiration. Where my best poems write themselves. Possibly going back tweaking a word or two, rearranging a few lines/words.
I definitely have a wild field of “forgotten” unfinished thoughts and attempted poems.
I don’t often go back to rediscover what I wrote previously. But sometimes when I do explore those patient budding flowers. I noticed a theme running through..
An exploration of consciousness, mindful “walking” meditation, technology, love, loss, nature, decay (of our human body) and overall triumphant refining 🤍
Poems that fizzle, I let go to their lexical resting places. That’s very easy to do with the computer. However, with pen/pencil and paper, that’s a reason to keep the abandoned efforts, so that they don’t feel so abandoned, but might have the hope of future renewal and/or repurposing.
they slip quietly into the history of broken dreams. Themes bounce around in my head and I look into the lost ones, once in a while and ponder if I can turn them into a chapbook.
The old poems also provide some inspiration to create new directions.