A Poem
It is a click of inspiration
The moral standard of idea
It comes to my head I write
I push the pen - the ink blots
I see imagery with written word
You study the main plots
Deciphering reality in the mind
Picturesque beauty I find
Embedded in the aura - Right!?
My word you say its absurd
Within the IQ - I see just a few
Blots in your head too with word
What do I see? You- What do you wonder about me?
Do I have any kind of clue?
My poetics are read. Your mind is fed
I oppose the reality with positive view
For some reason it made you tone with blues
I recollect the terms if you wish
A poem is studied by brain
Then why if then did wish come true
The thoughts impaired by translation
Each plot a motivation within
If the rain then poured in your mind
The dreary dark clouds inside
Still positive thoughts made you blue
I ponder thinking I still oppose
Each poem I think instead
Should smell like a beauteous rose..
Copyright © Stacey Law | Year Posted 2019
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