What Where Who

What, Where, Who If I where asked the what, where, who That drives me to write poetry I’d say that if I only knew I’d leave right now this misery But I’m afraid I’m not the sort To answer in straight fashion I have to offer my retort With words of heartfelt passion For just the other day I found Encounter gave me food for thought Soon the words they were outbound Jumbled as they rushed and fought Though ne’er the less inspired me To battle on my way Look toward the end and see Which words I could display Confess do I quite openly That I am ignorant Of poetry’s technology Coz grasp it I just can’t I wouldn’t know a what’s it called From a what’s its name In my mind won’t stay installed Confusion is its game But I somehow, find I can Muddle through at best Organise a crafty plan And set my brain the test For out there I see loneliness Suffering and pain A world in turmoil and distress That cannot stake its claim I look for every trait in man Into the soul I stare At his betrayal and flim-flam Also the ladies fair Dear love will always be there And so will Demon war And my thoughts on these I’ll share Of that you can be sure Laughter I would hope to bring Sadness sometimes to the fore Of natures forces I will sing The list goes on galore Yes I will write throughout the night With hope to de-confuse I’ll try to offer some insight By giving up my muse So now you know the what and where But what about the who Inspiring people are out there Who knows - it could - be you And what about that misery I spoke of up above Well, I gave that up for music Of the poetrysoupers love x