My Poetic Side

poetic_person

My poetic side is dark

like a starless sky in August

or a rainy day in April;

it's neither African or not-African

it's left open, to be judged.

my poetic side,

is full of weird obsessions

like when good poets were born

Actually

most come in August June December

And many die in January,

my birthday month.

my poetic side

is also full of good poems

memorised in the agony of slow days

audens eliots plaths and yeats

blakes kiplings and stevens

all that and more.

My poetic side is free

free like public days

and full of berries made

in the vineyards of the mind.

  • Author: poetic_person (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 12th, 2021 14:50
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 30
  • Users favorite of this poem: rebmasters
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  • rebmasters

    Brooding and soulful - wonderful

    • poetic_person

      I'm very grateful for that. Thanks

    • Goldfinch60

      May that poetic side of you forever bring us good words like these you have written.

      Welcome to MPS.



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