February 28, 2014

Missed Message

Some people think poets walk with their heads in the clouds
Drifting through life filled with fanciful notions, not in reality

Some people think poets wear their hearts on their sleeves
So easily swept away by some kind gesture, or a pretty face

Some people think poets get carried away with their anger
Raging against stuff beyond their control, even death itself

Some people think poets swoon over things like the sun rising
Too ready to surrender all, too willing to let themselves fall

Some people think poets live for wading through pools of despair
Wallowing in self-pity, wildly exaggerating their every heartache

But poets think people simply don’t understand life’s mystery
Despite how often, or how desperately, poets try to explain it


You may put in your 2¢ worth, but I'll only pay you a penny for your thoughts.