29 august 2012
Poetry
The art of poetry is to conjure thoughts profound
At times achieved by the mere use - of just one word
But in the end it’s to its readers to astound
Or to render it all - utterly absurd
Poetry may be reflective or devil-may-care
But for certain, it comes from being aware
The tool of its conveyance need not be exact
For it is the essence of its message – sought to extract
Hence, should one encounter a poem or two
Be certain to this to do:
Enter with an open mind
Read with nay, a pre-intent
Look within its words to find
Its essence - its nectar potent
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