A poet only writes their right
to bare a thought or two.
Could it be that we are free
to talk just me and you.
For do not fret
we will connect,
then we shall have our say.
To criticise or just chastise
and then be on our way.
Our minds as one
oh my what fun,
we"ll state our thoughts and claim,
to be the best must be a test
then find we are the same.
To find a suitable mind,
that shadow oh so tight,
is fair but oh so rare
you know it just feels right.
We have the need
to read.
All knowledge it is sought.
Don"t you see
that you are me...
oh well, just a thought.
I stumbled upon this piece...and thought it deserved a high five...or something. A+ for the near-perfect rhyme scheme. I like!
Drinking bad, mirrors and conversation good
I loved this poem! As well as the author's comments. lol!