A Poet Is Poet Poem by Nassy Fesharaki
A Poet Is Poet
A poet is poet
Long ago a poet spoke of an orphan
An apple…
How
Why
When
Were question: “did you end up here? ”
He sought for, the tree
Could not find, not any
That was cause for a pen.
Now tree in the eye
The apples on ground
Many are, and ignored
Poet writes of ruthless
The mother to apples.
Are you poor, unable?
A poet is poet
Writes all, anything
Looks around for subject
Love and hate; fight and care
Cold as ice, and fire, to its burns.
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4/19/2024 1:47:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Indeed a poet could write about anything, whatever captures the wordsmith's fancy. An insightful piece of poetry that pays tribute to the sublime creation - the brainchild of the poet, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing Nassy.