How To Think Like a Poet
A poet finds delight
In the empty sky at night
The stars don’t shine they glitter
The birds don’t sing they twitter
The sun don’t beam it radiates
The rain don’t rain it contemplates
The worms that wriggle
When bluebells giggle
And rinses out our yesterdays
To make room for tomorrow
The city’s a hive of activity
Of multicultural intensity
And humans contain astounding extremes
Of venomous lies and heavenly dreams
These are fractions of fiction and things still unwritten
And writings a bug that has to be bitten
If you can never completely describe it, you know it
You know you are thinking a bit like a poet!
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