9 Poetry, Is a Natural Thing
The flow of your poem
Matters. “They
Lived.
Stronger than, They lived”
Nature breaks too.
The poem
As bold and confident
As a man in love.
For poetry
Is the language of love—after all
There is beauty in the persistence
Traveling from the source
As well as its adventure to.
The call we will always
Answer
Whether the world is dark
Or filled with light
Poetry survives naturally
The world; its habitat
Life brings its emotions
Poets write them in words.
The image we see in our mind
The beauty created by poetry
Like the seasons that pass
From those antlers
That lie on the ground.
New poem—blossom
Like those antlers do.
For the moose is a moose
Poetry is
To poems.