FredPeyer

What Poetry is All About

To be a poet is arduous

To be a good poet even tougher

Occasionally catching

Thoughts rising from

The sludge of our minds

In no particular order

Gutting them like fresh fish

Staring at the raw ideas

Adding salt and pepper

Dressing them up in

Fancy clothing

To show them off

In black on white

A new-born baby set free

Into a cruel and dangerous world

Forever uncertain but hoping

That critics who themselves

Never write anything original

Will understand eventually

What poetry is all about