title: on poetry

Sitting down and writing lines of poetry;
Putting words together somehow music’ly.
To say it in a way that’s not been said before;
You give your feelings life
and maybe something more.

Some things you share with other men;
Their visions you have seen again;
Translating with a ballpoint pen
To words the feelings in your ken.
two ducks, one white, the other dark, facing each other in a pond
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