Because I can’t possibly allow this post to go unnoticed. ..
A strong poet, although humble, should be well received…
And mostly because I never want to forget that I read this poem. Poets may now breathe. Thank you, Michael ♡
(Michael is fighting an illness that may take his life. Weekly I wonder if we’ll see him on WordPress. I pray for you, my friend. Be well. We cannot afford to lose you.)
The words upon the page before you are to be read at your own risk…
What is implied within them is left to the perceptions of the reader…
If you become engulfed enough within them to endure to its finality, I thank you.
Your comments will enlighten us all…
Why Do Poets Write of Love
Why do poets write of love?
Do poets possess an extraordinary
Amount of love within,
Requiring them to relinquish
The overflow onto a blank page,
In order to remain within the
Bounds of sanity?
Would withholding that anomalistic
Amount of love within oneself
Thrust the poet
Far beyond the borders
Of those who profess to be
Does writing of the touch
Of love upon someone’s heart,
Create love within itself?
It is most common of one
Who writes of love to also
Write of sadness…
Of lost hope…
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