Dear Poets,
out there you are
writing
symbolizing
word crafting to the bone
I applaud you and am terrorized by you

who knows the rules of poetry?
who knows stanza, haiku and dream sequences
who knows
a drop of
water
cascading
down the side of a glass
is condensation tears or rain?
to visualize
the newness of something old
comprehend the beauty and ugliness
in all the unfolds before
hear the humor in the stillness of a photograph
see the crystallized prophets wings
as tiny scarab beetles crisscross the dessert
leaving empty trails

aren’t we all poets?

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