Matthew Hees Poet Free verse

The Poet

The poet describes himself
with every well placed word
how can he do otherwise?

How can he avoid his own perceptions?
the altitude from which he observes
the child within him speaks

He speaks of the pain he has seen
of the stirrings he doesn't understand
the desire to share and be shared

A hand reaches out through words
for help or understanding
or an embrace

The path he walks along
is drunk in by the eyes 
heard by the ears
inhaled by the nose
felt by the skin

but expressed only in action or word

Poetry is the expression of the timid;
the spirit that leaves clues behind 
hoping someone will find them
waiting patiently for discovery
wishing that the connection will be made
knowing it will be - while the pen is still in motion

We are all made in a pattern
One dressmaker has made the dresses
for all of the women at the ball
and they are not ashamed

because the workmanship is exquisite

The poet sits in the balcony 
and describes the scene below
The flowing beauty and grace
the slight bump of arm
and the tragedy when collisions occur

sometimes he joins the dance
sometimes he leads the band
sometimes imagining is enough

leaving behind words of thanks

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