Poetry is my mistress

Poetry is my mistress I write everything in her name. If you’ve not heard from me in a while It is poetry to whom you must blame. Poetry is my mistress, My girlfriend will have to make do. When I am not reading and writing I show my girlfriend some affection too. Poetry is a spirited woman. A fine lady in love Who wears an erotic fragrance. Wearing and sharing like clothes Her mood feelings and emotion. She has my total devotion. Saying what needs to be said I hear what needs to be heard. Giving voice to the spoken word? Poetry.... We share the love of twin surprising little girls. Epiphany and Inspiration. Not of what poetry is... But of what poetry can be. An invitation for those who heard a calling. A song of how the mighty have fallen. A story of hero’s. How the many moved as one How a battle was won. When we counted on one. Poetry is nether foul nor fair. Love is never lost she is always there. Poetry...