I Know Where The Poets Are Right Now Poem by Naida Nepascua Supnet

The poets right now I know where they are
Some are busy thinking near yet so far
Some don’t talk just stare stare knowingly
For that way thoughts would come and flow endlessly

Some poets right now are cuddled by the window
Watching the rain bathe, everything by the row
As the petals and leaves drink up open-wide
The verses are coming here and there side by side

Some poets I know are seated in their nooks
As they rest leisurely all around are their books
They smile satisfied because they are in their haven
And their poems are shaping, could almost reach heaven

Some poets at this moment are busy sipping coffee
Enjoying the aroma as they start their story
Then the rhyme and the rhythm are forming right this time
And the images show that ain’t worth a dime

Some poets right now are talking to some poets
Exchanging critiques asking for reviews
They are humble enough to be told of their flaws
When their poems are perfect they’ll receive an applause

One poet I know is talking to himself
How hilarious it is I told him myself
He said he’s alone and he needs to be free
I know it, for sure, unexpressed poetry

But these poets, they are born
To be sometimes stubborn
Crazily genius full of wisdom and wit
They’ll continue to write anything they see fit.