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Find a Poet Not a poser, not a "it's just a hobby" poet. Find one who mumbles lines as they scramble for a pen at breakfast; who shakes their head randomly when their thoughts aren't rhyming properly;  who has notebooks stashed around the house that you must never touch.
2. Listen Savor the spoken words, for those are harder to express. Keep in mind that they can't be edited and re-written, and be forgiving when a mistake is made.
3. Read The body speaks as loudly as words on a page do. When their eyes are closed or focused on the ceiling and the fingers are tapping out syllables, recognize the unique process. Respect the need for quiet, because if you look closely, you can read the poem on their face before they write it on the page.
4. Write Write your story together. Grab hold of the pen and hang on as you move across the page of life. Sometimes you will dance across, others you will be dragged. You may have to cross out a word, or a line, or a page, but don't give up. Discouragement is a poet's biggest enemy, inarticulateness their biggest fear. So end each day with a semi-colon, because the story will never end the way you think it will, and there must be room for more. There is always room for more, more words, more laughter, more tears, more love,
When you love a poet.
 Dec 2014 Anthony Caceres
Day
There are galaxies in my throat
all named after you.
 Dec 2014 Anthony Caceres
matt
Lucid movement from melting dreams made into reality by your eyes. Fluid love flows with varying forces of gentle streams or rushing tides, crashing and destroying any who oppose the feeling. Two beings connect and intertwine like vines wrapping around a tree. A sense of peace and comfort as soft spoken words are whispered into the ears of the needy. A passion filled embrace making hearts race but stress and anxiety fade into the night. Your sweet voice soothes the most destructive beast when the right combination of words are put together, like finding the key to a treasure chest, unlocking the inner emotion that was trapped deep in your tear ducts. The look of utter surprise when words of such beauty are used in conjunction with your name shock you, and a tide flows from your eyes as you are left speechless. It is a surprise to you, but in my mind, there are not words in the language of humans great enough to describe your beauty. Your smile alone could make a distant soul feel at home. You are not without flaws, I will not lie. Your flaw is your eyes. They hold so much beauty but they cannot see the beauty in themselves. I would give you my eyes so that you could see how divine you truly are. I thank whatever great entity shaped this world, or just mere chance, that brought us together. While we are not without great struggle, the moments of passion that seem to stop time around us make everything worth it. I would craft you cities of gold and a throne made of the stars themselves, all at the simple mention of the night sky.
When I was a young boy
they said i'm only getting older

but how was I to know then
that she'd be crying on my shoulder

put my money in a big house
get myself a pretty wife

she'll collect my life insurance
when she connects me with a knife

Somebody get the doctor
I'm feeling pretty poor

somebody get the stretcher
before I hit the floor

Cinderella save me
I lost my job, they kicked me out of my house

Everybody's got opinions
but nobody's got the answers

and the **** i ate for breakfast
well it'll only give me cancer

i’m running in a circle
running to the morning light

i ain't quite workable
it's been one hell of a night

somebody get the doctor
I think I'm gonna crash

never paid the bill
because I ain't got the cash

Cinderella save me
And when you
            love someone;

their name
begins
to sound like
a song that
never leaves
       your
            head.


-Andrew Durst.

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