#metapoem

A need to create

Both desperate and pure

To touch pen to paper

Needle to yarn

Fingers to keys

Overwhelming yearning

Captivating my being

A need to craft and form and build

My heart leaps forth

Trying to skip through time

To the precious moments when

My soul, alight,

My hands, busy

I create

My being aches for release

For bounding ideas to spill forth

Too many shifting, changing, mutating

Ideas,…

Poetry is 

for self-indulgent, pretentious pricks who like to think they know better than everyone else.

a way to grab that glimmer in your subjective experience, and share it with the ones you love.

Poetry is 

lazy, and requires no skill. It’s not real art.

a craft you can practice for the rest of your life.

Poetry is 

not gonna make you money, why bother.

I write poetry to decorate the walls of my mind,

So I have pretty things to look at 

I didn't write that poem, you did.

I was just thinking about you

And the words fell from my head

and slipped through my fingers

onto the page.

So thank you,

Do you type your poems. Tapping like a red headed woodpecker up and down a dying dogwood. Big bold bluejay looking your way. Do you keep your cat indoors. Fat squirrels upside down on red oaks that smell rotten on the inside say you do. The field rats digging tunnels into the chicken coop do too. Do you use the backspace key the way you wish you could. Do you delete lines from your poems. Do you…

Poetry can be fun to write-

Often I restrict myself to a meter for fun

Even using a rhyme scheme sometimes or

Maybe a neat little acrostic.

But when my verse becomes free and I'm just writing my thoughts-

That's when you know that I'm being serious.

I'm saying what's on my mind without any extra rules.

Just words.

Emotions.

Thoughts.

My deepest concerns flowing from the page.

To be read by someone, someday.