The Writing
A poem about the seasons
Or a pet gets people reading,
Though only on occasion
Is that what the poet’s needing.
Thus, many verses go unread,
The price of being selfish,
Preventing possibilities
Or writing going shelf-ish.
A journalist strings words on topics
Given on assignment,
With facts and research intertwined
For print or e-alignment.
But poets have a great big world
From which to choose a topic,
Their vision open to it all
Or sometimes plain myopic
And if those other subjects
May prove somewhat less inviting,
They may not find a readership,
Yet still enjoy the writing.
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