Joseph P. DiMino Poet Free verse

The Language of Poetry

I don’t know
that poetry has a language
before written?
I think not:

Sort of like
trying to capture 
a moonbeam,
by some mystic attraction
bending it our way
with no guarantee
whether absorption
or fly-by--

a writer 
like a big sponge
when juices flowing
the weight of creation
pressing down
squeezing out
till a steady squirt...                     

I mean, I may 
sit down to write
with an idea in mind,
or urge or itch
some place which
I proceed to scratch
till the page erupts
like a bloody pimple….

Can poetry be taught?
Maybe the basics
like a pan and spoon
for the future cook
or a helpful saddle
for the would-be jockey, 
but with brave
unbridled poetry
more like grasping
a wild Mount’s mane
holding on for life
hoping to end up
if too perilous a place
with, at the least,
a sane way back….

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Lawrence Sharp February 16, 2019 at 11:25 PM A very engaging contemplation of our chosen (or unchosen) art. A good read, Joe.

Silent One February 16, 2019 at 9:37 AM Poetry is feelings.... I guess emotions are the language expressed... For some it is just words, for others it is poetry... Poetry cant be taught, only felt.. dont you agree? Joseph P. DiMino February 16, 2019 at 11:37 AM I think you are right, Si: emotions and that other something that is a mystery to us all but always itching to express itself. I think that's why poetry must have its own language, each language unique to the individual writer.