342 a Poet Is Born, Not Made

Poeta nascitur non fit. Not everyone can hear the words Bringing forth the beauty in life and meaning Giving value to substance Each story a new beginning, a new ending. Poeta nascitur non fit. The soul of love will cherish nature Seeing the scintillation from within the waterfall Give the will of hope unto anothers broken heart And will give voice unto the emotion of a tear drop. Poeta nascitur non fit. A poet will not rise from the enrichment of monetary value That would be absurd, an unnatural juxtaposition A poet will not spring forth from strife nor human deficiency Poetry does not stem from a mere saddened emotion. Poeta nascitur non fit. Poetry is in the soul and blossoms forthright A poet sees life in its truest reality The poet can see though the stench of government And the conformity of all society. Poeta nascitur non fit. A rose not from a seed is a mere impression of affection Much as, a poet learned can write the script Yet only from the seed can truest love be known Poeta nascitur non fit. ~ By: Darren J. McMurray January 4, 2011