In the poet’s mind Are a thousand whirlwinds Of thoughts. Distinct, creative, powerful- Thoughts that can change Your perception of All there is.
In the poet’s mind There is love – fierce love. Love that will crush you- Hold you tight, so tight You have no room for Anything but love. Love, that’ll make you glow.
In the poet’s mind There is as tender a care As the soft clouds on an Autumn morn. Care that will gently kiss Your eyes and plant in them Visions, dreams, fantasies. Care, that’ll lift you.
In the poet’s mind There is forgiveness So thorough, it will put you To shame. Forgiveness so intensely intended To forgive that It’ll set you free.
In the poet’s mind There is passion- edgy, fulfilling. Passion that’ll keep you on your toes. Such passion brimming, overflowing, Shameless, intoxicating. Passion so vivid, so real It makes it almost too easy to let go.
In the poet’s mind A bird brings hope, Winds bring change, Rains bring memories, Moonshine brings horror, Snow brings dreams, And you- You bring poetry (life).
I think all of us can relate to this. Our kind does not have minds which work in the stereotypically 'normal' way. Our minds have chosen the "Road not taken". What do you think?