Though rare are those who read my posts,
My inspiration
flows and coasts
Round the dark
depths of my brain
And forged within,
binds a new chain!
As links are
formed, ideas connect
Some arcane - but what the heck!
I play with words,
match up odd sounds:
A pot pourri of
verbs and nouns...
All minds are wired
in complex ways
Knowledge gained
creates a maze,
Or crackling
fire where sudden spark
Gives birth to poetry
– or art!
Poets glide o’er
common herd
All hopes and dreams
like wings on bird
Their aim to waft
like magic wand
And journey to
the far-beyond!
(c) Poet in the woods 2021
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