Fool For Poetry

Amouage is given to the Pope, the King, the Queen some we offer willingly others begrudgingly the honorable can be challenged or challenging the dishonored deemed unworthy, placed upon a teetering putrid pedestal Though at times impartial are the judges, not always too partial implies and infuses distrust unless we first seek to understand, make sense of it all it’s the way of the world~ a poet’s battle I a m a struggling, irrepressibly creative force, an enigma channeled through a myriad of diverse, inexplicably bold personas each identity embodied is a fragment of a restless soul, yearning seeking, and daring to explore beyond boundaries manifesting myself as a rebel who came to town with a fire in her heart and a mission that defies me Convention through conviction inked, shall it be taken to heart, I must wait and see A skeleton key holds secrets, a golden key opens a Majestic Manor M y quest is not for fame nor fortune but for the elusive treasure of inner peace sanctuaries for chaos within, masks worn of fearlessness and vulnerability each revealing a piece of me, each tell a story of bravery and doubt fused traversing and probing mind’s eye, the proverbial West a place I can rest and reflect S h e keeps a journal of her adventures, fights injustice stumbled upon, what once were dreams of a journalist’s journey, a light that is snuffed out, but a dying ember remains so—What is this immovable object, this darkness that meets an irrepressible force? H e r morale and strength atrophied the undaunted warrior unbowed rendered impotent obsolete and shunned, unworthy of consideration presence or absence no difference, it leaves no impression inconsequential landscape of a little life - What lifting aspirations meet that come together? Where do I find this chemistry, this enzyme which fuels change? In the quiet moments a hole remains in my soul, that's the space poetry fills B I O During youthful development lacking were sophisticated aids discovery, born a love for writing, historical facts amuse me, politics destroy me, poetry evokes me, bolsters are tech tools at whim M a n y are stunned to learn what I’ve been able to incorporate onto pages, broad variety of poetry forms of literary art in a wonderland— a platform for presenting affirmation of worth, encouraging others, improving with poetic devices and keeping markers on special days Long-lasting impacts and actions I embrace, shall determine my L E G A C Y