Pondering Poetry

Poetry is
one of those things
I like to do
and do often

Poetry is
one of those things
seizing my imagination
and never letting go
until it has had its say

Poetry is
something that starts
deep inside you
and doesn’t stop starting
until it has run its course

Poetry is
one of those things
helping you find your way
when you’re lost
and I would be lost without it

Poetry is
something that people tried
to live without
at points in history
only to discover
that poetry is who they were

Poetry is a blessing and a curse
and those possessed by it
have no choice but
to let it write itself
through them

Finally
poetry is not
the exclusive domain of poets
with special gifts.
Poetry is for anyone
who breathes air

Journey of the Poem

each poem, a journey to find itself
all, starting somewhere inside us
most, beginning with unknown endings
each, finding its way through us, and
eventually beyond us

some, struggle little to get here
others, an unending battle to become
confession, surely good for the soul…
i’ve had my share of stillborn poems
those born only to be buried

selfless poetry is the best…
that is poetry without ego
poetry going beyond itself
these are those rare poems
not overly attached to their own words

like each colt or filly wobbling to its feet
every poem must stand on its own legs
the poet, but a midwife, must step aside
allowing the poem to journey forth into hearts
planting a seed in each it encounters

those hearts decide whether a poem endures
like frost’s the road not taken
or drift helplessly lost
in second-hand bookstores
alongside back issues of vanity fair