Poetry 101 minus one 4/24/24

This is not poetry that you learn in some class
Sometimes it comes slow and sometimes very fast
In the glance of your sight a thought comes to mind
Grab a pen and paper kids because it’s nearing rhyme time

Thoughts start flowing from your mind to your pen
You have to stop everything to write another poem again
Scratch those thoughts as fast as your hand can move
Hurry up now because your writing is sliding into a groove

Let it flow out like the blood coursing in your veins
Soon what you write will become either pleasure or pain
Read it again and again and correct those mistakes
Change this sentence for that word for goodness sake

Thoughts keep coming but the menu is about to change
Something is happening in the brain that’s very very strange
Words start to tumble and the picture gets very blurred
The poem is slowly changing as you read every word

Shall we bring up the dead and show them our love remains strong
We bring roses when we visit and then write them sad lonely songs
Mourn not love in death, eternal love lasts thru infinity and beyond
But rather feel anguish for those living who are failing to respond

Brainwaves are like those waves out in the sea in they ebb and flow
Sometimes there raging like a river and just like that river they go
Another brain active day that requires no poetry class as of yet
Poetry 101 minus one is a poem reading you might just regret

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