Poetry in Motion!

Hello and welcome to my prose!

My poems seem to catch all those

Who, unbeknownst, land on my site

And stop to ponder what I write…

 

So, who reads poetry today?

You clamor "it is SO passé!"

But short and pithy – you’re not bored

Hence it survives and strikes a chord!

 

Take politics and stop-press news

Or quirky items that amuse

Disasters – God-sent or man-made;

Whatever - I am quickly swayed!

 

Religion, lawlessness and crime,

Bedevil our poor human mind

They form the grist that fuels my mill;

My Muse, unchecked, goes where it will!

(c) Poet in the woods 2022

An old grist mill - the beauty of metaphor!