Poetic Afternoon

The heat of the midday sun keeps me indoors But soon the day begins to turn into poetry as evening rolls in I see an old friend when I step outside We chat about baseball The New York Metropolitans went down to defeat Just a gam Sometimes I think life is just a game But poetry reminds me there is another side to life One glimpsed between the words each ode I write contains the key to escaping the dullness of "absolute reality" The space between the silence and the word is a space we can use for transcendence Every line of poetry has the power to "drive the fingernail into the heart" Keep up the good work, poetic sisters and brothers The flow from your pens is magic incarnate You can touch the inner being of all your readers if you express your innermost feeling, dreams, and wishes on the page