PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

unto this mind came a thought so clever and clear

so I posed this prose so others could see what we

poets hear

trends so often heed no formal fate

the spirit passes its own test by leaping over reason's

recently unguarded gate

so much in me now I know I will never be able to fully

sate

yet perhaps of myself I will later learn when I return again

to wait

like enough already hasn't been put on my proffered plate

I must ask my self serving self what point will all this make

and also at just what rate

do I govern my own thoughts or has that too be left to

the city and state

as I step up to the door of knowledge

to tentatively knock

a voice calls out 'forget it for its just too late'

on my heals I begin to rock I can't believe this

I'm dumbfounded lost in my own shock

just what does all this talking mean

and how can I trust a voice coming from

'THE UNSEEN'

I don't know but I do so today

as I walk once again unanswered and quietly away...

(written June 1,1992 am)