Poetry Is Words, A Cobweb Of Words Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Poetry Is Words, A Cobweb Of Words



Poetry is words, a cobweb of words,
Words, lines and sentences,
Letters, words and lines,
Dots, hyphens and semi-colons
And colons,
Keep the rest unsaid,
Pause and start.

Poetry is a cobweb wet and glistening
In the sunlight,
A gossamer of image and idea and reflection,
A gossamer
With the dew drops,
Wet and glistening
In the sunlight.

Poetry is not clear statements, but turned and twisted,
Rhythmic and incantatory,
Half-said, unsaid,
Lay you bare,
Poetry a play with words and design,
Riddling and puzzling,
Mind-boggling.

Poetry is words, framed and unframed, sentences broken
And somewhat complete,
Poetry rhyming or unrhyming,
Meaning or not,
Sensible, insensible,
May mean or not,
But is poetry.

Sunday, January 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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