You Are Nothing --- As Am I
I used to think poetry was about expression
(but some it seems would rather make it a competition)
I used to think beautiful words were meant to encourage growth,
not be used as a pedestal for your ego.
But hey What do I know?
You're the Master of the Pen
in whom we all adore.
Your advice is what we savor
... please tell us more!
But then again Maybe you shouldn't And just listen for a minute
Take a step back and breathe Don't abuse the gift you've been given
You ought to delight in the fact that you are NOTHING (as am I)
Because everything we write, and dream, is nothing but a gift passing by
They don't come because of what you did They come because they come
It's nothing glamorous Nothing special It's like the rising of the sun
Each circuit is a blessing Out of our control Whether we like it or not
So here's what I have to say to the friend we all know Mr. Big Shot
You may be Brilliant with a capital B,
have words that sing like a friggin' symphony,
but have you checked the pulse of your humility?
Is it still beating? Still beating?
Or is it left in the corner bleeding
from your Excalibur Pride.
Yeah, you may be the next Emily Dickinson,
or Edgar Allan Poe.
Have verses that make the minstrels weep,
and thoughts so mesmerizing So deep
But if your soul ain't pouring on the page -
if you write for reasons that are shallow -
on your Magnum Opus I'd rather turn the page!
(yes, it really happened! I rhymed 'page' with 'page'
Shakespeare I know Must be rolling in his grave!)
To tell the truth I'd rather turn my attention to the simple;
to the ones who leave those subtle ripples
on my heart, and on my mind.
Whose treasured presence are so personal,
it peaks on the edge of the divine.
So no
I'd really rather not dedicate my time
to your perfect metrical rhymes -
to your Magnifico Metaphors,
your Awesome Alliteration,
your Verdant Vocabulary
so lush that it's scary!
Your whoop-di-do-look-what-I-can-do
I'm so clever How 'bout you?
If your heart is full of Me, Myself and I
To your poetry
... I'd rather say goodbye!
Copyright © Timothy Hicks | Year Posted 2016
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