Poetry Like a River
Poetry like a river
flows through the creative mind
of a poet.
He needs to know that he is not the only one
in the world, who floats up that river
in a canoe without a paddle.
Poetry flows through a poet's veins,
like a storm on a hot summer night.
Poetry like a river flows
over and over,
till it runs dry,
which it never will,
even if all the poets in their canoes die.
The river will always flow.
.2.13.2014.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2014
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