Time flies like a love fuelled poet
Leaping through multiple dimensions
Of the universe of heart and language,
Firing metaphors into the night;
Stabbing wildly at the dark world
Blind souls percieve, with
The intent of a god, angry, then
Un-angry, then furiously,
Calmly creating,
Sleeping only to recharge-
Letting pen cool down from the
Friction.
For one year and a day, I have
Posted. Greeted poetry
Hello, and danced.
Feet in love with the floor, I
Sit down only to watch the
Others.
Some swirl with veteran steps,
Others try on moves in unsure rhythms
And new, uncomfortable shoes.
One leads the other; challenges,
Encourages. I lean back and take in
The words and lines of breathing poets
That all come together, as
One perfect
Poem.