Special poem for ALL poets at PC . Part 2.
It is too easy to write about the birds and bees,
Of moon kiss sunlight seen on planet Earth,
Of nature and the four seasons,
And love or hate with boys and girls,
Dont forget mum,dad,brothers and sisters,
With extended families too many..
The list goes on ...
Of people,places and feelings,
Even science has not been spared,
With rhymes and their meaning,
Describing in every possible way,
That is the power of poetry at play.
Not much humour in most I would say,
And sometimes the odd ones I Dont comprehend,
Where does the magic lies?
Within the realms of every imaginative mind,
Where fantasy colours our stressful lives,
We share,cry and laugh too,
In kindred Spirit of passionate souls,
A boost of happiness and joyful pride,
When hearing praises from strangers and friends.
Oh by the way.
If you are reading this ugly poem,
Would seem to know that it does not rhyme,
Or have pattern mer rhythm of any kind,
Free verse is what it is commonly called,
Works for me is what i'll say,
And since we are always being nice,
How about some negative comments to boot!
Dont worry I am not fragile to break,
Made of stronger stuff of the highest grade,
This is my poem about poems and poets,
Hope I am not boring you with this again...,
The end is near just bear a minute,
A gigantic THANK YOU I wish to give,
To POET'S CORNER OF CONNECTINGSINGLES,
For without this place ..we would not have met,
And shared our wonderful and gifted words of art!
Adieu and Bitte schon from me to you ,
You can relax now coz this is the End.
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Posted: Nov 2012