poet

so your a poet and you know it

you paint your poems with strokes of confidence

you use words like a sun bleached moon and yet

you garble and grumble chew up and spit 

you gnarl and gash sweet sentences 

you indulge in there meaning before twisting it 

you take what your given and wrench at it 

before a beginning there must be an end

before you remember you must first forget

before therefore hereafter no more

twisting inclusions excluding illusions inducing confusion

for poems that poets sometimes regret 

Author's Note

just experimental let me know what you think

Reviews

[Kieta!]

'twisting inclusions excluding illusions inducing confusion' I just loved that line :D I don't know exactly why, but I thought it just sounded so cool! Great job with this poem :)