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
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