Poetry

Poetry is meant to be Out the blue and honestly Like a lampshade vertically Standing tall in victory In a crowd or all alone Poetry is not so prone To be read or said out loud On a cruise or in a cloud Expensive in terms of time Poetry is more than rhyme Rhyme is fine but rote is worse Simon says a simple curse Poetry is like the sky Sharing some is way up high When I can I spread my wings For the love of learning things Fantasy is a pure delight Like a tale before a kite Needing me and kneading right Feeds a friendly appetite On a voyage out to sea Some are bossed or sailing free Some are lost or meant to be In a book of poetry.