Inside Out Poem by Keith Gaboury
Inside Out
Poetry should come from the inside out,
from the soul’s cherry pit to the tip of the pen
capturing and holding onto the
beauty found in the ordinary:
a streetlight spiking out rays of light
through a midnight snowstorm;
walking on frosted leaves
when autumn and winter intermingle
before departing—
reaching out for your lover’s hand
in a crowded street because you want
to feel connected.
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5/1/2024 10:57:00 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice work, and I really enjoy the way you describe it. =)