Anonymous
Poetic Navigation
Karyn Indursky
Poetry thuds in heads
with budding ideas
growing with tonalities
groomed with diction
to be tweaked with formats
wrapping your eyes
upon the craft of an artist
to be put into a vase
of interpretations
for views to conjure
the blooming of my essence
before thorns of haters
rip at the petals of my display
for not everyone is a fan,
but those who value it
surpass haters and caress
my tender mind with artistic hand
to be myself and let my poetry soar
into spectrum's of souls.