The thing about poetry,
Is I don't know if the ink
Will be my medicine,
Or if it's the poison
Inside my veins that
Will slowly destroy me.

I wish I could spend every moment
every moment here with you...
reading all your words,
each line and sentiment

words of love and anger, longing and despair,
words of compassion,
of confusion and fear
all your words of pleading,
all your words of prayer

though the page begs me to stay and read
time will not allow...
it simply won't stand still
it's counting every second,
counting them with speed

so much here to read but so little time
feeling guilty if I do,
more so if I don't
lured by the richness,
seduced by the rhyme

knowing they're here for me to find
I hate to miss the diamonds
or overlook the gold
dabs of wisdom,
nubbins of wit of the rarest kind

it would be an extraordinary coup
giving time
and
contemplation to them all
reading each one,
reading the whole way through

though that's what I'd love to do
I can't seem to find the time
so I'll read on,
it may only be a few

but I'll give my full commitment
while I savor every word,
each deep-felt thought
of those I  discover
by happy accident

because I treasure what you share
gifted writers that you are
gifted writers...
poets extraordinaire

I was not born a

poet.

I was broken into

one.


*Sandoval

Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again

What is success? To some it's a desire to be the best of the best
To some they just want to be better than the rest, but it's hard to be average when you can't pass their test.
In my mind, an ongoing strife, knowing I've been a failure my whole life.
That's why I write poetry, shows I've got passion, knowing with insight, there's no need to ration.
I may not be smart and I **** at biology, but using my mind and the aid of technology, I can share with the world and now that you know it,
It's time that I share with you the birth of a poet...