That like a seed,
poetry grows for me.

It roots itself deeply
inside my headspace,
without poetry I am empty.

Like a forest ideas thrive
within my poetic mind,
I am always traveling inside
my forest of thoughts picking
weeds and gathering leafs.

When I fall I fall hard,
and poetry follows me
into the darkness of my
life. There it lights a fire
and brightens the darkest
of nights and it guides me
through the trees.

Poetry is like a moon
and I am its orbit. I
laso it and bring it closer
for everyone to admire
its pots and beautiful blooms.

It's a lingering sent, a ghostly
memory of a flame lit centuries
before my birth.

The poetic formats never fade
for they live forever within
the minds of the readers.

©️ 2023 By Amanda Shelton