Poetry Polaris -

I was a child of words, they explained my laughter, sheltered my dreams, gave soul and sunshine a synergy, emotions could escape jovially, mischeviously, miraculously, art from a wind pipe, architecture of innocence played on papyrus, I discovered that I could lye with them to achieve absolvement, I may lie with them to remember light in long trails of history, poetry became my throne, my home, how my heart shown somethng precious I could own, from them I learned diversity of dangerous dialectics, from them I may teach about candor and courage, about forgiveness flown wide, a license from Divinity, a desire from death diging in doubts, wise warriors may make the word sword from words, defending their lifetimes with those weapons of intellectual warfare, I chose Poetry because She rescued me from the philistines, where I needed meaning She gave me begining with an oath for us both, going forth like students entering a cathedral worthy of new psalms She was the water I touched my forehead with I was Her reason for season, a whirlwind She could bless with a scream, a man with poetics in my purpose and melody in mind, She would shatter stars for my delight and I will break my body for Her foresight, for She is forthright, and I am Her knight - J.A.B.