Poet Love
A poet needs love
I’ll say this slowly once again…
A poet needs love
A poet heart full
Overflowing with emotions,spilling over as words
form like a life jacket
Drowning deep in word play stanzas
breath shortin with anticipation
of next dive deep into thoughts, surfacing 2 top of imagination….
Wading
Yeah…A poet needs love
4 a poet words live 4 ever,
clinging 2 sheets of white paper or tapped on iphone keys
spitting out words
Scratch that…
Rather…spitting poetic phrases
in smoky dark rooms, filled by sounds of finger snaps echoing approval of on lookers satisfied
As soon as I
step off stage…skkkkirt
Transform back 2 quiet tongue,
around strange faces giving me dap on words just spat, but if my words lacked potency would U give me a second look?
A poet more comfortable alone jotting words on wrinkled or tattered notebooks a poets lifeline…like blood running thru veins pumping feelings 2 numerous
2 capture in one pen stroke
Rather…strokes of nothingness
at times invading lack of creativity chocking me like ivy veins
I’m dying deep inside
But…A poet needs love
A poet vocab shining bright like Ra in early morning sky, illuminate light 4 words spill forth, a poet catching droplets of feelings spilled, displaying them in wordplay tango… dancing on the wind song of my imagination, blowing visions of thoughts 2 beautiful 2 hold inside oneself
4 anything else is less than civilized
A poet love?
Timeless…4 we know we create
No debate
Poetry…
It’s U