My Poetry

I've jotted the oblique Scribbled the sublime Communed with Mother Nature While holding hands with Father Time Dipped my toes in the poetic pool Swam in the extreme Question is does this make me out a fool Or genius with a dream I've taken my pen to absurd heights And to the very depths of low I've written what I fantasize And that which I do not know I've peeked around some corners That set my minds eye free Taking up the meaning Of treasures hidden in the means I've placed my writers kiss on all of this As I've moved slowly through the rhyme Tasting tiny morsels of oddity In the words I've wined and dined What this all boils down to Is I've about covered it all But before it is I give up on this Think I'll squeeze out a couple more