Poets hear me out…..
Poets understand urgency!
That all we have is now.
That all we have is this moment.
That all we can do is experience.
Then write everything down!
Poets understand romance!
It is not only between lovers.
But can be between flowers and the moon.
Ants and leftover bread.
Cheese and heat!
Poets understand spontaneity!
It is not only between words,
But can be between pollen and ice cream.
Bees and hungry lions.
Dust and self raising flour!
But then poets ironically understand one thing.
The crowning jewel of all meanings..
Even though armed with all the words in the world…
Poets understand that life has multiple meanings….
Otherwise they would have stopped writing after their first poem……