PS - IT'S POETRY
PS - IT’S POETRY
Not merely words laid on a line
by blotting pens, by pencils fine
nor forms in perpetuity
teased with ambiguity.
It’s more, or less, depending on
the time of day, sunset or dawn
forever of the present mind
seeking what it cannot find.
For beauty is an “ugly” thing
a constant poets rarely bring
to broken lines of unfreed verse
to garbled words both sweet and terse
and yet it finds a way to bloom
across a page, throughout a room
crisp roses that will never wilt
petaled words - poetic quilt.
So write, erase, delete, reform
the present now become the norm
and you, the poet, must be free
‘cuz after all…. IT’S POETRY!
John G. Lawless
Copyright © John lawless | Year Posted 2021
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