La Danse De La Poesie
~~La Danse de la Poesie~~
The Dance of Poetry
A great dancer knows, the pain and practice
Of stretching, all the body, every limb.
A great dancer never disses a great dancer
as a lesser being.
I will never be a Baryshnikov with divine
style and grace.
I am lucky, if I get my feet in first place!
I am but a beginning poet, like a dancer who,
knows it's best to follow master poet's cues.
Without reading and knowing classic poetry,
I'm just a punk rock poet blowing my own horn.
at the poetry tree.
Dissing past masters as ignorant will in no
way improve my performance.
No, not in the least.
So if I want to tour jate or batmanteaue,to
fly with art across the page to you~
The classic poets, indeed will I read.
And never insult them as lesser than me.
That's cutting my own poetic brain and
not allowing the fullness of my growth
In this grand terrain, we call, poetry.
Panagiota Romios
4/17/2019
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2019
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