Poets

POETS As I grow older I keep thinking we poets are a breed apart. We see things a bit differently to the rest of humankind. I could say that, we are dreamers; not always quite of this plane. I think poets have to separate from every day life a little. It is this ability I believe that feeds our muse. Maybe it is this quality that inspires us and lets us remove ourselves slightly from the mundane of life. I am not saying we do not take part in every day life but that also we can shut it out and give our minds freedom. There are many other qualities that influence us as we struggle for those lines tweaking as we go. All experiences end up affecting our preception. It is from every day life we take things to write about. Yet the ability when in the muse to stand aside and see anew is maybe the greatest gift we are given. May the words always flow, so we can take readers briefly into our special world and momentarily see things as a poets heart sees them. Bless all poets.