A delight.

A delight.

A Poem by Huw

If a person only becomes a poet 

when they pick up a pen

Or only see poetry in the Sonnet

the Limerick or Haiku

Then they see the world

in black and white

A monochrome existence

without the colours 

that make life a delight.

© 2018 Huw


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Added on November 29, 2018
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Huw
Huw

Ammanford, Wales, United Kingdom



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I've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..