A Poet Has a Heart
There were some poets, they lived in gnarled trees.
Creating short comments lists, rapidly as can be.
In that way, they could comment, lickety-split!
Mundane acronyms, displaying only an empty wit?
You will find these poets next to each poetic creation.
No time for sentences, as if pure damnation?
Or how about one word adjectives from first grade?
So I ceased writing and chose to sit in the shade!
I honestly felt to be as car in the Daytona 500.
Just write to win every contest under the moon.
Hoping poets at my feet, one day might swoon!
A poem is a chance, to deeply connect with another .
Artists who deeply respect the poetry in another!
3/29/2023
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2023
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