Pondering Poetry
By Don Iannone
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 therefore
poetry is a big part of my life.
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.
By Don Iannone
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 therefore
poetry is a big part of my life.
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.
Finally, to be a poet or not to be is not the question here!?:) We simply ARE, and do not know it!?:)
ReplyDeleteWell written.
ReplyDeleteand I second that what Borut says.
We simply Are, and we do not know it.
hugs for you Don. :o)
Written as only a true Poet could...
ReplyDeleteThanks Don... :)
Glad I know you, Brother Don.
ReplyDeleteditto borut and trinity.
ReplyDeletethank you for being a poet
THIS MADE ME SMILE REAL BIG!
ReplyDeleteThis is a great way of saying it! Very nice.
ReplyDeleteThanks to everyone for your poetic comments. Hoping you all have a wonderful weekend...
ReplyDeleteit's all there in that final stanza
ReplyDeletenice one
How true poetry is for everyone who breathe air
ReplyDeleteoh, i especially enjoyed this one. i can definitely relate. i think i've been held captive :)
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